One of the things I love about the new apartment is that there is a grocery right next door. Fifty feet from my building. I was just there few minutes ago, and one of the stock boys was staring at me. Like slowly pushing his cart of stuff to the freezer, walking parallel to my pace, and when I looked over at him, he looked away speeding up.
This is the third time this week he's done that. I'm not too sure if I should be creeped out or flattered?
Here's the big thing about it, he looks exactly like the Reporter my aunt was hot to get me with. So either he's moonlighting or he's got a twin brother.
Let's just hope he's tame, and not the kind of guy who should have stalker in his name.