Story time!

So I hit the gym today but as soon as I arrived, I saw a line outside and said hell nah, headed back home, and bundled up to take a stroll around area.

As I’m walking around, I see a pickup truck approach me and slow down drastically. I say to myself, “here we fucking go” and keep moving. Mind you, I am in the baggiest sweatshirt possible, hood up, long pants, socks pulled over my pants, and everything so I can be bundled up for the cold.

I keep walking and I see the same fucking truck drive by me again, and this time, the creep in it waves at me. I ignore him and keep moving.

I’m walking walking walking and he passes me for a THIRD time and pretty much stops to take a good stare at me and I scream out, “GO AWAY I SWEAR TO GOD” and he then immediately pulls away. There were others outside and I’m sure they were looking at me like I was insane but it made me feel better to actually scream and shoo him off.

This man really did all this just to chase a silhouette of me around. It’s pitch black, you can barely see anything, even what I am wearing is not visible because it blends in with the dark, and I still have a creepy man wanting to follow me and harass me.

When I say I hate men, I mean it.