So to add another post count

I feel like I mustn’t let the month pass with only 3 posts, so here’s a story of what happened on Saturday…

After work, I was waiting to have dinner with a friend, who was late, and I arranged to meet her at Flinders station and I was at Melbourne Central.

Seeing as it was Easter Saturday and the trams, when they do come, would be crowded, I decided just to walk to Flinders, seeing as I had over an hour to wait, and it wasn’t bad weather.

As I was passing the Subway right outside of Melbourne Central, I passed a guy who started saying something to me. I had my music in, so I took it out to see if maybe he was asking for directions.

“You know I’d straight up go out with you, yeah do you like me?”

And then I realized that I’d made a mistake.

“See ya later, mate,” I said, trying to dismiss him, and walked a bit faster. Unfortunately, he kept following me.

“Come on why not?”

I kept on walking, and at the next light, I crossed the road and walked into QV. I gave myself until the end of one song before I turned around to check…and saw that he was still following me. Losing patience, and somewhat getting a bit creeped out, I barked, “Stop following me, man!” He did a weird smile, so I just turned around and walked faster, hoping that the people around me can both mask me, and act as a deterrent to him.

After weaving through downstairs QV, back up, around the back of QV and out onto Russel Street, then back onto Swanston (thank God I knew the place), I crossed my fingers and hoped he wasn’t still following me.

He wasn’t.

That was the first time I’d gotten a semi stalker.

I didn’t like it.


You Followin’ Me?

When I got onto my bus today, I passed a girl who looked remarkably like Eunice. Because of this, I may have looked at her for longer than it was normal.

She got off the same stop I did. And she started walking ahead of me.

It would have been okay but she kept on going the same way as me. She looked back, then started walking faster.

She stopped just outside of my street, and stood like she was waiting to be picked up from there.

I’m not sure, but I think she’s my neighbor across the street from me. So if she’d kept walking, it would have been a very awkward walk indeed.

I didn’t help the situation by smiling to myself as I walked behind her when she kept on turning the same way I did.

Well, that was me, for today.