Persistently Psst’d At
I was standing in front of Abe’s firm (sans Abe) waiting to cross the street when some dude on a bike went, “Psst” at me while riding by across the street. My first thought was gross, but then he kept doing it! He rode a couple more yards, psst’d again, then rode some more, and psst’d again. I’m not usually one to draw unwanted attention from men, unless it’s racist, and this is definitely the first time I’ve been repeatedly whispered at from a man on a bicycle, casually riding away whilst psst’ing. After his second psst I got a little bit nervous that he would turn his bike around and follow me to the gravel laden parking lot, which had become dark and ominous at this point. It’d be just my luck to have a bike bell ring behind me and scare the bejesus out of me.
So, if you’re in Mountain View alone in the dark, watch out for this man:
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Gnu???