So I was kind of mean to this guy as I came into my apartment complex tonight. But let me frame this up:
I had just come from the gym, and I ran today for the first time in months, and it did NOT FEEL GOOD. My right calf tightened up pretty early on and I just kept running, which was dumb. And I had to wait forever for the bus, and then forever for BART, so I didn’t get home until almost 7:30. My mood was not ideal, is what I’m saying.
So I walk up to the locked gate of my building and this dude is lurking outside, calling someone on his phone, just kind of pacing the sidewalk. I roll up, pull my keys out of my bag and unlock the gate, he walks right up behind me and wants to come in the complex! I do not know this dude, I do not recognize him from around the building, he doesn’t say anything like ‘Oh, I forgot my keys, I was just calling my roommate,’ or ‘Oh my friend lives here’, NOTHING. So I give him the side eye and say “Look, if you’re here to rob somebody or something, I’m gonna remember your face.”
Which, okay, that’s not nice, and to his credit he says “No problem.” BUT GUYS. Seriously. I feel like while they’re teaching you about wet dreams and chest hair, they should also teach you how to not seem threatening to a woman! Do not walk directly behind me so that I can’t see you in my periphery! Do not approach me on the street at night when I am alone! Do not creep into my complex with me! Or if you do, expect me to at the very least, say something shitty to you.
This woman in the front is either doing sun salutations, conducting an imaginary orchestra, or practicing some dance involving castanets. The bus driver has his text messages set so that they are said aloud by his phone so, while I appreciate his apparent dedication to safety, I just heard a robot say “Hey baby, I can’t wait to see you…” which is really unsettling at 9 AM.