Left work at 5pm earlier tonight. On my 1/2 mile walk to the train station I popped in some grubby little news agents. Was queuing up behind some guy and some girl was behind me. As the shopkeeper is serving me he gives me a strange look. Kind of as though he knows me or recognises me from some place. I don't recognise him and so continue getting served and walk out. Shopkeeper looks about 55-60 years old.
I'm walking about 20 yards before turning left to the train station and for some reason I look behind. There he is outside his shop looking at me. Weird I think. Maybe he's an uncle I don't remember. Now I'm at the train station and can't stop thinking what he was looking so strangely at me for so I check my watch - 10 mins till train.
Now I'm a little angry here but I'm not sure why. Just feel it was a little rude and there is no way I want to get on my train without finding out more so I walk back to his shop and ask him 'Do I know you or do you know me'. He shrugs his shoulders and says 'no', so then I say 'What was all the about. Why were you watching me walk and why the strange look when you served me'. This is where the conversation just goes plain weird.
I'm getting more angrier and can't believe I'm speaking to this guy. He actually says 'Do you want me to look at you'. Stunned for a few seconds I ask him to repeat it and he says it again. I then say 'what the are you talking about' and he says 'Do you want to stay here a while'. At that point I walk further towards his shop counter and ask what the hell he's getting at. He then appears to be pressing some kind of security button. I can't confirm this of course but it looks like it. Then he leans back away from the counter and shrugs his shoulders again. At that point I call him a weirdo and walk out the shop and go catch my train. I never looked back this time.
Now here I am thinking was that a disturbing gay flirt or more along the lines of the beginning of a horror film. It's certainly got me a little tense.
I'm walking about 20 yards before turning left to the train station and for some reason I look behind. There he is outside his shop looking at me. Weird I think. Maybe he's an uncle I don't remember. Now I'm at the train station and can't stop thinking what he was looking so strangely at me for so I check my watch - 10 mins till train.
Now I'm a little angry here but I'm not sure why. Just feel it was a little rude and there is no way I want to get on my train without finding out more so I walk back to his shop and ask him 'Do I know you or do you know me'. He shrugs his shoulders and says 'no', so then I say 'What was all the about. Why were you watching me walk and why the strange look when you served me'. This is where the conversation just goes plain weird.
I'm getting more angrier and can't believe I'm speaking to this guy. He actually says 'Do you want me to look at you'. Stunned for a few seconds I ask him to repeat it and he says it again. I then say 'what the are you talking about' and he says 'Do you want to stay here a while'. At that point I walk further towards his shop counter and ask what the hell he's getting at. He then appears to be pressing some kind of security button. I can't confirm this of course but it looks like it. Then he leans back away from the counter and shrugs his shoulders again. At that point I call him a weirdo and walk out the shop and go catch my train. I never looked back this time.
Now here I am thinking was that a disturbing gay flirt or more along the lines of the beginning of a horror film. It's certainly got me a little tense.
