Mr. Creep (1) Reloaded

I saw HIM again.

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. .
*Breathes*

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. .
*Breathes*

Eeeek.

So its Saturday and I'm out running errands yes? And I see this man in a car drive past me. And I'm like, Eeeeeeee, it's HIM. Why is it HIM? HE is creepy, creepy is HE. I no likey creepy, I no likey HE. Then I realise I'm being paranoid. I mean there are a ton of short, bald, and pot bellied guys in OKC...

So I calm down, and continue going wherever I was going. And I've to pass by this parking lot (don't worry, it's open-aired and very busy), and I see HIM again. The Creep is sitting in his car, waiting for me. And the moment I walk by, The Creep gets out of his car and has the audacity to say "Hi!"

I walked on.

I snubbed him.

I snubbed him good.

.

But apparently, not good enough. Because when I entered the store which was another 5 minute walk away, I saw The Creep there again. I was like ready to call security and all...and The Creep tried to talk to me. I stared at HIM. The more he talked, the more I stared. And I tell you, I CAN STARE. I'm my mother's daughter, I CAN STARE.

In the end, HE gives up.

I win.