How I Was Almost Abducted...

Oh yes, you read that correctly. Today, I was almost abducted. Maybe. I'll start from the beginning. So, at about 1:30 today, Sarah and I went to the mall to look for homecoming dresses. We weren't too lucky -- none of the department stores had anything cute, and even if they had had something, everyone else at homecoming would have the same thing. I did find a cute dress at Charlotte Russe, but I'm still deciding on it. Sarah and Lindsay and I are going down to Chesterfield next weekend to look some more. Sarah found a dress that she liked at David's Bridal, but I think she's going to end up wearing a dress from her neighbor's daughter. Yay for dresses.

Anyways, on our way back to the mall from David's Bridal, Sarah dropped me off at my car and we said goodbye. As I was putting my stuff in my car, this hick in a small black car passed by really slowly and grossly. My only thought was "Eww," but I didn't pay too much attention to the fact, so I got into my car and drove to the end of the parking lot. The dude had pulled his car to the side of the road, and was motioning for me to come closer to his car. I rolled down my window a bit because I thought there was something wrong with my car -- I drove around with a flat tire last weekend until someone told me about it -- and this guy -- he was such a redneck! -- called out to me. He was like, "Come over here, I want to talk to you." I said, "Excuse me?" and he said again, "Come over here, there's something I need to talk to you about."

Yeah, right.

This guy was scary to the tenth power squared. He was around 50, and he wasn't wearing a shirt. His hair was that kind of brown that can't really be considered a color -- it was a mixture of brownish-grayish-green; they actually make a car in that shade, and I always wonder what they call it. And the man had a mustache of the same color and astoundingly bushy eyebrows.

Eww.

So yes, I doubled around to the front of the mall to talk to the security guard that always sits outside the Max and Erma's entrance, but alas -- whenever he is needed, he is not there. So I drove home quickly -- meh, it was just really very odd.

At the moment, I'm afraid that I am using this blog to keep from doing my homework, which I really, really do not want to do. Blah. Have to write a reaction report for creative writing and study for U.S. History since I won't have time to tomorrow. Stupid soccer game at Borgia.

I really want to talk to people online, but no one is online! Blah. Later, I suppose. Au revoir!

YNatalieY