I've complained before
about how bad the construction workers near my apartment suck. Now, on top of being loud, at least one of them is Creepy As Fuck.
Now, I get that constructions workers as a whole are not the most sophisticated or enlightened men. It's not *okay* that they catcall women or make unintelligent and offensive remarks, but it's not particularly threatening. It's easy enough to write someone off as a primate as long as he's not running toward you with a sharp object or something.
But it's another thing completely when Creepy As Fuck knows where you live and is always standing there, right there, in front of your car, every morning when you go to work.
I noticed him a couple days ago staring at me when I was getting into my car. He stared the whole fucking time I backed my car out and peeled out of the driveway, which I did in the fastest and unsafest manner ever, since he was creeping me the fuck out.
Today (the devil's day, if you're superstitious) he worked up the nerve to talk to me. Look, I am not a complete bitch. I try generally to be friendly, even to people I don't particularly want to talk to. But he was already creeping me the fuck out, so I tried to ignore him. But he just said the Weirdest Thing.
"You have a beautiful car."
I asked him to repeat himself because I wasn't sure if I'd heard correctly.
But, no, I had: "You have a beautiful car."
Now, I am sure Rudolfo appreciates compliments, especially after the nasty incident
earlier this year. But, um. Huh?
Has anyone else ever heard of construction workers being sexually attracted to cars? Because it is Creepy As Fuck.
He better leave Rudolfo alone.