A crazy lady in a grocery store says that she really likes my tote bag and then expects

me to give it to her.

When I tell her no, she stalks me throughout the store following me, isle by isle staring

at me, waiting for me to give her my tote bag.

When I leave the store, she gets into her car and tries to follow me home.

Here's what happened.

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So this happened a couple of days ago and the more I think about it the more disturbed

I get.

From backstory, I am a huge musical theater nerd and a few years ago I got to see the

Phantom of the Opera in Seattle.

And as a souvenir, I bought a tote bag with the play's logo printed all over it that

I am still very fond of.

Now the show is playing in the theater in my area and there's been a lot of local buzz

about it.

I went to see it this weekend and decided to carry my Phantom tote for a while since

my love of the show has been bolstered and the bag is a great conversation starter for

the other theater nerds I may meet in public who recognize the show that my bag references.

Now let's set the stage.

A couple days ago I went to the grocery store near my apartment to stock up on some pretty

standard foodstuffs.

When I walked in I saw a cashier that I am friendly with working at the self checkout

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