Yesterday, I been to Starbucks alone with the edge newspaper. I choose a table near the wall and opposite of my table is empty seats.
I was spending my time reading the newspaper and replying my BBM. It might me being to concentrate on replying message I didn’t realize someone is sitting the table in front of me. That is nothing to curious about someone sitting in front of me although the man is Indian, look skinny and without ordering any drinks. I think that wasn’t too awkward for not ordering any drinks YET. Until, he talked on the phone without any voice and just keep nodding his head and looking at me (he did this twice !) AND HE ALSO KEEP STARING AT MY LEGS AND TALKED TO HIMSELF. Ok, that is scary already. But, I still think that I over reacted ( I scare my inner self are racist. lol) Then, I told my friend that chatting with me over bbm and even whatsapp my group of friends, telling that there is this awkwardly guy have such action. So, this friend suggested me to change the table. And I actually looking around inside the Starbucks to seek for help. But couldn’t get anyone that notice I am in trouble until I made an eye contact with 1 of the barista that having dinner that sit next to my table. I saw he knew that Indian man is “eyeing” on me. So, I faster change to table which is outside the shop and choose a table that is next to a college student. And I facing directly to the Indian man once I sit down. Still not the freaking part yet!!
The Indian guy stood up, and walk straight to my table and he wanted to sit next to my left hand’s table, then he stood up and changed to take the right table that next to me. I quickly STAND UP AND WALK STRAIGHT TO TALK TO THE BARISTA!!! Telling them there is this VERY SUSPICIOUS GUY IS FOLLOWING ME! They replied, “yeah, we know. Where did you park your car?” “I parked my car quite far is over there! *pointing at one direction*” “Oh, so if you want to go off just let me know, I will ask my staff to go collect your car with you”. Ok la, once I heard that I felt kind of relieve. BUT THEN, THAT INDIAN MAN STILL WALKING UP AND DOWN OUTSIDE THE SHOP! IS FREAKING ME HELL UP!!!!!!!!!
So, I faster finish up my drinks and tell the barista that I wanted to go off and so lucky, they send 2 barista to escort me go collect my car. =D
The moral of this experience is I NEED WEAPON TO PROTECT MYSELF. wtf.
GIRLS OUT THERE, PLEASE ME MORE CAUTION WHAT HAPPEN AROUND YOU IF YOU ARE ALONE. IF YOURSELF ALSO DON’T KNOW WHAT IS HAPPENING AROUND YOU, YOU WILL NEVER ABLE TO SEEK FOR HELP!!!
xoxo,
Hazel
