“A year or two ago, I was living in the suburbs. I would walk the 20 minutes to the cheap grocery store and walk back if I didn’t have that much stuff. Otherwise I would call a cab. I was a 21/22 year old boney female
Anyway, I noticed this man following me through the parking lot as I made my way across the parking lot to the store. He’s huge. Probably late 30’s or early 40’s. Starts asking me questions, like what my name is, what my plans are and the like. I brush him off and keep walking. He’s tailing me now. Follows me into the store. As I’m walking around, I notice him handling things in the produce section but not really paying attention to them.
I go to the cracker isle, and he’s doing the same thing. As I go towards the till go pay, he leaves the store. I call my dad and he comes to get me. We see the man standing in a corner, where I would have had to walk through to get home. The man was waiting for me to leave.”