So.... I was walking to a store that was by my house to pick up milk, and there was this guy that was following me on his bike. He wore a hoodie and just trailed behind me. And he even followed me into the store. Like what the heck? He didn't even buy anything.... In fact, he waited until I purchased my items and followed me back outside, got on his bike, and followed me back home. Actually, he turned into a completely different neighborhood, so I thought it was okay to go home. And after about an hour and a half, he tried opening my door. How in the world did he know where I lived? Then he just waited on his bike and pulled out his phone, and rode away. (I was looking through the hole in the door)
What the friggen heck is wrong with people?
