Yup. My neighbor thinks I’m stalking him. He was in line behind me in the grocery store today. I said “Hi.” He just looked at me. When his car passed me in the parking lot a moment later and he furrowed his brow in confusion, I decided to wave. Then, when I turned into our neighborhood and he was there again, I lifted my fingertips from the steering wheel in another wave. His eyes grew wide in what can only be described as pure terror.
Ok, so maybe I’m not the most social person, but he has been my neighbor for 16 years, our boys went to school together, and he did ask me about DH’s mower a couple of months ago. So, I thought it would be rude to continue with our “I have no recollection of your existence on the planet” relationship.
Yet now, I am officially that crazy waving woman who knows where you live.
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