So… I was coming home tonight, and there was a car behind me. Not a car, a truck. A big one, with lights that were making it hard to see. Fine, whatever. I observed the speed limit, turned on my signal when I got to my street to tell the agressive schmuck I was getting out of his way, and he turned into my street. Ok. He went one way in the parking lot, I went the other, so I assumed he was parking for one of my neighbors across the way and pulled into my parking spot. He comes around the circle and stands behind me – in the car, not in the flesh.
Black truck. Big one. Seemed like an Explorer with a bed instead of that third line of seats. Except I wouldn’t swear by it. It was shiny – a new one – but it might be a tundra or something like that. Rounded front, and shiny. Seemed like it had two cabs. Don’t know any more than that. I stayed in my car, it pulled away and turned right out of my complex. Was he looking at my plates? Shady business deals in the ‘hood? Noting what parking spot I was in?
Dunno. Just in case anyone needs to know.