Weird men

It must be the full moon or some equivalent crap.

I popped by a former office at beach road last night to return a CD I had borrowed. As I rode the escalator up to ground level, I noticed someone edging closer to me. Step by step. I held my handbag closer to me and moved more to the barrier. Grab it and you die, sucker.

Or so I thought.

As we got to the top, this rotund chinese man walked quickly around me, across my path, said hello and walked quickly away. After work? Tired and hungry? So not in the mood! Besides, be a bloody man about it. If you stop to say hello, STAY and let me respond. But no. He walks briskly off.

And tonight.... tonight was weirder. Was walking out of the coffeeshop with my dinner when this young indian guy walks by, eyes me, and says hello. Then he, too, walks off. But that's not it. Bugger actually walked behind me and eyed me all the way. Oh, and completely oblivious to the visual daggers I was shooting back. Evil eyes have got nothing on me when I don't want to be approached.

Bugger actually waited for me to climb up the stairs and waited in front of the block to see which apartment I was going into. I leaned over the parapet, eyed HIM and said loudly "How would you like it if I called the cops?" Yes, he disappeared pretty quickly.


Damn!