The stalked becomes the stalker.
I wrote about my neighbor who is “stalking me,” – unintentionally, that is.
Well, this morning I wanted to run downstairs to get something from my car and I felt I better scout the area first, so as not to be “attacked” at the elevator.
Good thing I did, because, as you can see, there she is with the freaking dog, just lying in wait. If I had called the elevator up and went down, she would have been standing there, waiting to get in, as I was getting out.
This is a screen capture from our security cameras.
I fear I have turned into the stalker now – stalking out the layout of the place, to be sure that the coast is clear.
Am I being paranoid? I don’t know.
If you haven’t read the past blog post about this annoying neighbor, it’s here.
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