*snortlaugh* i'm not sure which to address first: 1)locke with no teeth 2)*best hispanic accent* an' he talking to me like he KNOWS me 3) and i don't know ANYONE in a red van
firstly, i have a similar story to share: except it was a truck driver in a semi basically unmarked except for a scripty "brother john" on the driver's side door. and he kept coming up alongside me in new mexico and waving and i fell back, figuring he could pull off first, and not, you know, FOLLOW me, but he never did. and then i was holding up traffic cos the speed limit was like, 75 for normal people, and 60 for trucks. so i pulled ahead of him, and was two cars ahead, then the one behind me did a loopty-loo and got ahead of ME, and the truck driver saw me AGAIN and came up alongside me again and leaned over to wave. i'm like "CREEEEEPFAAAAACE!" and sped up a bit over the speed limit, figuring the story that a creepy truck driver kept coming up to my car and waving at me and i felt threatened would be a more than adequate excuse. thankfully, he disappeared after i got like, seven cars ahead. augh.
so i totally feel ya there.
and being locke-with-no-teeth? that's freakin' creepy. esp if he's driving a rapist's van. (my friend dave had one...we would creep through the streets of oneonta, and he'd yell at kids "hey kid! you want some candy?" and i laughed my damn ass off, but i'm sure it was totally bad karma *oops*)
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Date: 2008-06-10 01:56 am (UTC)3) and i don't know ANYONE in a red van
firstly, i have a similar story to share: except it was a truck driver in a semi basically unmarked except for a scripty "brother john" on the driver's side door. and he kept coming up alongside me in new mexico and waving and i fell back, figuring he could pull off first, and not, you know, FOLLOW me, but he never did. and then i was holding up traffic cos the speed limit was like, 75 for normal people, and 60 for trucks. so i pulled ahead of him, and was two cars ahead, then the one behind me did a loopty-loo and got ahead of ME, and the truck driver saw me AGAIN and came up alongside me again and leaned over to wave. i'm like "CREEEEEPFAAAAACE!" and sped up a bit over the speed limit, figuring the story that a creepy truck driver kept coming up to my car and waving at me and i felt threatened would be a more than adequate excuse. thankfully, he disappeared after i got like, seven cars ahead. augh.
so i totally feel ya there.
and being locke-with-no-teeth? that's freakin' creepy. esp if he's driving a rapist's van. (my friend dave had one...we would creep through the streets of oneonta, and he'd yell at kids "hey kid! you want some candy?" and i laughed my damn ass off, but i'm sure it was totally bad karma *oops*)
eesh. creeptastic.