I don't like it when someone I don't know is standing right behind me for an extended period of time. It freaks me out and it makes me turn on my self-defense skills. If I don't know you, what gives you the right to be staring at me like a lunatic?
Last week at the library, I was completing a ton of assignments that I was able to finish on the computer. That was a relief for me. My feet were hurting from all that walking and I didn't want to walk for a little while. I sat myself at a desk with a few books I wanted to check out and started writing. I love libraries. It's the one place I know where there is piece and quiet. You can use their free internet connection without needing to buy anything. It's wonderful.
During the last few minutes I took in the library, I couldn't help but feel someone staring hard at me. You know that feeling you get you can just feel the essence of someone staring at you? Whenever I get those feelings, it never fails me. I looked towards the right without moving my head and there was this one guy staring at my actions. I didn't know who the guy was, and he was just staring at me while I was typing swiftly.
He thought I didn't know he was there because I had my headphones on, but I knew he was there. He started getting a little closer to me. The closer he got to me, the closer I was getting to beating him up. He looked like a future pedophile and I wasn't going to let him touch me.
A few steps closer to me, he grew scared and walked away. I think he kind of knew I was ready for him. It looked like it was right out of a action movie. You don't know if this person is wielding something and you might as well give up while you're ahead. I haven't worked at the same desk since then.