The Day I Almost Died

Okay.... So really, I'm pretty sure I could have almost died. Yesterday I was driving to Wal Mart to get me a new blow dryer since mine went up in smoke a week ago. So there I was, just driving along, driving along, minding my own business with my window rolled down because it was nice outside. I have my sunglasses on so not only will the sunlight not burn my retinas but no one can see my eyeballs. So, there is the setting....

Then I hear this loud roar/rumbling. I look in my rearview.. nothing.. look in my side mirror.. nothing. What is that?! I mean, it couldn't be coming from my car. I have like, the quietest car on the planet. A Honda. So I lean forward to look out my side mirror again and I see the front end of a massive jacked up white Nissan Titan. Oh! That's where it's coming from. Relief!

THEN, the truck swerves, not even kidding swerved like a crazy nimble person right behind me. So I lean forward a little again and am looking out the side mirror with my mouth open, you know the mascara face to see who is behind the wheel. It was some guy. So.. no big deal, right? Right. WRONG!

I glanced into my side mirror(to see if I would maybe recognize who this boy was) while I was waiting at the red light that came like 2 seconds after big whitey wanted a nice close view of my rear end and I thought I saw the guy looking at me. So, I looked, you know, my mouth open cause I'm a weirdo, trying to figure out what expression is on this guys face. Then I saw it. He was mimicking me, making fun of me. Making a really really ugly dirty face with his mouth hanging open staring strait at my mirror at my face. All sorts of feelings went through me at that moment: disgust, fear, who does this guy think he is?, I didn't look like that did I?, and why is he acting like he's 6?

So, I pulled into the parking lot hoping that he wasn't going to follow. He did. So I took a quick left instead of continuing to the front of the parking lot. He went to the front. I parked near the entrance and I was about to get out when the big scary nasty truck guy was driving by real slow past the row I was in and I got all scared. I was by myself! So I called Jaren just to have someone on the phone. I couldn't hear the massive growl anymore so I got out and walked into the store. They were already there! Two of them, I honestly didn't even have to recognize them to know it was them.

They were standing at the customer service and were glaring at me. Like they wanted to rip me apart! I'm not kidding. Fear went through me and I continued talking to Jaren and what else did I do? I stared them down right back. I was mad! I get kind of stubborn when people think they are better than anyone else. So I tried to have a mean face on and looked them up and down and walked past them without even sort of looking back. I WAS FREAKED OUT!! They looked a little rough around the edges if you know what I mean. But young, like my age or younger. So I purposefully took a long time in the store, I told Jaren about it and he told me to let him known if they were following me.

I went to check out and I didn't see them anywhere. I was sure they were gone. So as I was about to walk out of the store I saw them, walking out too. I turned around and acted like I wanted some pop. I was terrified. Seriously. It was a death stare. So I walked out and they were just getting into their truck. I know they saw me, because one of them looked out as he was getting in and I turned my head away from that direction and got into my car; waited for a minute hoping they would leave. I didn't see where they went so I went around the long way out of the parking lot and headed out of town. I couldn't keep my eyes off my rear view mirror the entire time. Remember how I told you one of my fears is being attacked, especially at home. Well, here it was about to happen, them following me home and then attacking me. But they didn't follow me home. I hoped they didn't pay attention to my license plate. There are about 2 other white Accords with tinted windows that look exactly like mine.

All day today I've been looking around paranoid. Haven't seen the big bad wolf. Then I went to Albertsons to get groceries which by the way were SUPER EXPENSIVE!! Brittany, I decided to try the SB diet. I figured, why not? So I went to buy the stuff for only the first three days of phase 1 and I cannot believe how much it cost. Please tell me it get's cheaper as you stock up on stuff.... please.

Oh yeah, back to the grocery store. I had just gotten in, got some eggs and I heard a boy singing really loud whatever the old song that was playing on the speakers. So I look up and it was TOTALLY THAT SAME SCARY GUY!! The driver of the truck. I didn't even look long enough to see if the boy behind him pushing the cart was the passenger. I don't know if he recognized me. It seemed like it. He wasn't looking at me nicely. Again, fear, going through me. I just ignored it and kept shopping. I didn't see him again, he was stocking shelves on the alcohol isle. Figures he'd work at a grocery store.

So, there's my traumatic story. I'm still a bit sacred because really. Death stare. Like they hated me and wanted nothing but for me to die. I'm not kidding. Anyway... I'm still on the lookout. Hmm... maybe I should buy some pepper spray. ;) Jaren was pretty mad that these guys worked me up. He's trying to figure out who they are. I love having a protective husband.

Anything like this ever happen to you? Oh, if it's too traumatic, you don't have to share. :)