Josh and I live around the corner from a gas station. I occasionally procure things there. The last couple of times I have gone down there, the same guy has been there, standing in the exact same place, and he always feels the need to talk to me.
The first time I noted this was when I walked down there in my pajamas, without brushing my hair, or doing anything to give the appearance that I gave a crap about my appearance. And what does this guy say to me? "I hate to see a pretty girl buy cigarettes." Really? REALLY? Way to not get your point across well dude. Should've tried a different approach, or not tried to convince me that I should quit smoking because your ugly self hates to see a "pretty" girl buying them.
So I went in there today before work. I was all made up, because I do that for work. And he's there again. And tries to talk to me about how he "hates to see that" and I ignore him. Because he's a stranger lecturing me about my life choices. And then he says "Oh I get it. Those are for someone else?" in a tone that implies I'm trying to pull a fast one on him. I inform him they are for me and go on my way.
It just seems weird, I don't know.
But the real reason I think I'm crazy is that I'm pretty sure I'm hallucinating. About a week ago I saw a laser pointer... point thing on my wall. My blinds and door were shut and I was alone. It wasn't a fleeting thing, I noticed it and looked at it moving for a while.
And then today it happened again at work. Which would be less weird, because there could be a kid screwing around, but a quick glance around showed me there was NOT A SINGLE PERSON standing at the angle required to get that light where it was.
So I'm losing it.
(The picture was only chosen because I should have used it on my last post and because it's kinda crazy)
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