I wasn't sure that he was talking to me, so I kept walking.
He's saying shit like, "I'm just trying to talk to you.." or
some shit like that.
DOOD FOLLOWS ME TO MY CAR.
I was like, WTF!
He then asks me what kind of perfume I was wearing.
I told him I wasn't wearing anything.
Then he said, "Oh that doesn't matter. What's your favorite?"
I just said "What's it matter?" so he started saying shit about me being
rude and asked me WHY I was being rude.
So I said, "I don't have time for this, I'm just want to get
the fuck out of here."
Then he yelled to one of his buddies to "Hurry up and get
my camera. Hurry up!"
So I was LIKE OMFG WTF is he doing? I didn't want this shit
bag to take a picture of me or my car or something! So
as soon as I got my shit in the car, I got in and immediately
locked the car. Should have run him over, stupid ass.
LIKE WTF!
Scared the piss out of me. He could have like, tried to get in my car or something. O.O
(Keep in mind this is at night and I'm alone. Dark. Alone. And I'm totally defenseless.)
((now that I think about it, he would have been fucking
dumb to do something like that because for some reason
there were like 6 cop cars at WalMart and cops everywhere.))


