Sick and tired, completely fucking sick and tired
Ok so sometimes I joke about how many crazy people I meet but now it's just too much. When it is about the third time you get followed home, things aren't so funny anymore. Fucking sick bastards, I want to kill them all. ALL OF THEM! NOt just the ones who follow me home, or the ones who sexually assault me at work , or the ones who yell things out of their cars OR Kiss me in the fucking metro EVERYONE SINGLE ONE OF THEM.
So I'm walking home from tutoring and it is soo beautiful outside. I'm just enjoying my walk and i look over to the right about two streets before my house and there is like this somewhat old dude standing in his apartment doorway. He is motioning to someone to go over to him and so I look around to see who he is talking to and surprise surprise, it's only me walking. I shake my head, put my headphones on and continue walking. I hear him (with the phones on still) yelling someting at me and he is also walking now. I'm thinking 'great just fucking great' and I walk faster. Finally I look back again and he is gone. I was so relived... god. so i bet you thought that was it huh? I get to my block and on this little side street a fucking car turns the corner and guess who is driving? THE SAME GUY! I'm looking at him in shock and I almost walking into this little kid who is about to get into a car with her mom and dad. The dad tells me to watch where i'm going and I said sorry. So the woman notices the guy in the car and is looking at me. I shake my head at the guy and he starts yelling something again. So i go "look i don't know you!" and he says "oh really, you don't know me?" So then the father of the kid asks if the guys is bothering me and I say yes and tell him that he is following me. So the guy tells the semi old man to live me alone. And the old man tells the father to mind his own business and he starts SCREAMING at the guy. The dad says he'll take his license plate # and report him and the guy just keeps screaming. By this time there are neighbours out all over the place and so i didn't really know what to do. I said thank-you to the dad and turned down my path while the guy was STILL screaming. I almost broke down, I swear I can't take this shit anymore. I was wearing a freaking t-shirt today and no makeup whatsoever, I know he couldn't have been mistaking me for a prostitute. Seriously, i need to carry a gun with me. That is the only solution i can see, that or never go out.
Ok so sometimes I joke about how many crazy people I meet but now it's just too much. When it is about the third time you get followed home, things aren't so funny anymore. Fucking sick bastards, I want to kill them all. ALL OF THEM! NOt just the ones who follow me home, or the ones who sexually assault me at work , or the ones who yell things out of their cars OR Kiss me in the fucking metro EVERYONE SINGLE ONE OF THEM.
So I'm walking home from tutoring and it is soo beautiful outside. I'm just enjoying my walk and i look over to the right about two streets before my house and there is like this somewhat old dude standing in his apartment doorway. He is motioning to someone to go over to him and so I look around to see who he is talking to and surprise surprise, it's only me walking. I shake my head, put my headphones on and continue walking. I hear him (with the phones on still) yelling someting at me and he is also walking now. I'm thinking 'great just fucking great' and I walk faster. Finally I look back again and he is gone. I was so relived... god. so i bet you thought that was it huh? I get to my block and on this little side street a fucking car turns the corner and guess who is driving? THE SAME GUY! I'm looking at him in shock and I almost walking into this little kid who is about to get into a car with her mom and dad. The dad tells me to watch where i'm going and I said sorry. So the woman notices the guy in the car and is looking at me. I shake my head at the guy and he starts yelling something again. So i go "look i don't know you!" and he says "oh really, you don't know me?" So then the father of the kid asks if the guys is bothering me and I say yes and tell him that he is following me. So the guy tells the semi old man to live me alone. And the old man tells the father to mind his own business and he starts SCREAMING at the guy. The dad says he'll take his license plate # and report him and the guy just keeps screaming. By this time there are neighbours out all over the place and so i didn't really know what to do. I said thank-you to the dad and turned down my path while the guy was STILL screaming. I almost broke down, I swear I can't take this shit anymore. I was wearing a freaking t-shirt today and no makeup whatsoever, I know he couldn't have been mistaking me for a prostitute. Seriously, i need to carry a gun with me. That is the only solution i can see, that or never go out.
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