I was out walking once and this woman got out of her car to talk to me and wanted to know what I was doing there. I said I was taking a walk, but then she demanded to know why I was standing in front of her house, looking horrified as she did so.
She was relieved and felt silly when the answer was.
“I was walking along the street and I happened to be walking past your house, when you stopped me to talk, and now I can’t really leave while you’re still talking to me.”
She apologized and realized she was just being paranoid.
I can perfectly understand, I get paranoid too sometimes.
I once followed someone about 30 miles down the interstate, off the exit, through multiple turns, and then down my street. Turns out they live 2 houses down from me. I was shitting bricks as we made the turn to our dead-end street as I figured it could get ugly if they were overly paranoid about this mystery car behind them for the past half an hour.
I once had someone follow be for 45 minutes, from a major highway to back roads, all the way up my driveway in the middle of the night. I was ready to back over them if they did anything funny, but it turned up to be my brother’s friend. I told him it was a good thing he didn’t try pranking me.
I once accidentally followed someone all the way from the store to their house. I really hope they didn’t notice me.
I was out walking once and this woman got out of her car to talk to me and wanted to know what I was doing there. I said I was taking a walk, but then she demanded to know why I was standing in front of her house, looking horrified as she did so.
She was relieved and felt silly when the answer was.
“I was walking along the street and I happened to be walking past your house, when you stopped me to talk, and now I can’t really leave while you’re still talking to me.”
She apologized and realized she was just being paranoid.
I can perfectly understand, I get paranoid too sometimes.
I once followed someone about 30 miles down the interstate, off the exit, through multiple turns, and then down my street. Turns out they live 2 houses down from me. I was shitting bricks as we made the turn to our dead-end street as I figured it could get ugly if they were overly paranoid about this mystery car behind them for the past half an hour.
I once had someone follow be for 45 minutes, from a major highway to back roads, all the way up my driveway in the middle of the night. I was ready to back over them if they did anything funny, but it turned up to be my brother’s friend. I told him it was a good thing he didn’t try pranking me.
I’ve done this, but I recognize most the cars on my street, so it’s not weird when I see them following, or end up following them.