Not a Missed connection at Trader Joe’s

To the hipster miss in glasses, wearing a white semiformal jacket at Trader Joe’s this evening,

Stop being a weirdo and stop staring at people just coz you love assuming that people are stealing from stores. I picked some flowers and took them to the cashier to pay for them. As she was checking my stuff out, she told me how they were wilted, telling me to grab another bunch on my way out. I was struggling with a headache, my kid’s questions, and a heavy bag of groceries. I picked the flowers just as directed by the cashier, and started leaving with them, when you started smiling at me real creepily. I noticed but kept walking. As I left, I looked over my shoulder, there you were, with your body now turned around in my direction, still staring and smiling. I get out of the store, wait for the signal to go green to enter the crosswalk, but by now I start to feel real weirded out and conscious-so I turn back to check and NOW YOU ARE STANDING RIGHT AT THE EXIT ( despite having just entered the store and browsing the flowers before you chose to judge a situation) AND YOU STARING AT MY BACK STILL WITH THE STUPID CREEPY SMILE.

Mind your fucking business next time & get a better hobby. There is a literal security guard who gets paid by Trader Joe’s to keep people from shoplifting.