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roseembolism) wrote2006-02-27 11:47 pm
roseembolism) wrote2006-02-27 11:47 pm
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My traveling this weekend was more stressful than it had to be: Left four hours late, call from employment agency for last-minute papers that needed to be signed, very little good music for the trip, and a boring ride by myself.
And then I was tailed by another car for about fifteen miles, after midnight on a lonely stretch of highway. THAT was anything BUT boring.
When I noticed the headlights following me just a little too close for comfort, I slowed down to get him to pass- he decided to stay behind me. I sped up well above my usual speed- at 90 he fell behind, but then caught up and kept the same position. This was worrying- there was literally nothing around me but cattle farms- not even any lights, so for about ten miles I sped down the highway, with my tail right behind me, trying to decide how paranoid I was. So when I reached Buelton, I did an abrupt exit- no signal lights- and watched him abruptly pull off as well. So I stopped the car in the lane, and watched him pull into the gas station. I saw the driver- heavy set, crew cut, plaid shirt- looking around, and then when he pulled out, I tore down the street, made a u-turn and found a side street to hid in, lights off, one hand on the speed dial for 911. NO sign of him.
Oddly enough, I didn't get nervous until later- at the time I was mainly annoyed. But it was definitely more unpleasant than the trip home, which was just five hours of battling downpours.
*sigh* but still, seeing RXM for te first time in three weeks made it all worth it.
And then I was tailed by another car for about fifteen miles, after midnight on a lonely stretch of highway. THAT was anything BUT boring.
When I noticed the headlights following me just a little too close for comfort, I slowed down to get him to pass- he decided to stay behind me. I sped up well above my usual speed- at 90 he fell behind, but then caught up and kept the same position. This was worrying- there was literally nothing around me but cattle farms- not even any lights, so for about ten miles I sped down the highway, with my tail right behind me, trying to decide how paranoid I was. So when I reached Buelton, I did an abrupt exit- no signal lights- and watched him abruptly pull off as well. So I stopped the car in the lane, and watched him pull into the gas station. I saw the driver- heavy set, crew cut, plaid shirt- looking around, and then when he pulled out, I tore down the street, made a u-turn and found a side street to hid in, lights off, one hand on the speed dial for 911. NO sign of him.
Oddly enough, I didn't get nervous until later- at the time I was mainly annoyed. But it was definitely more unpleasant than the trip home, which was just five hours of battling downpours.
*sigh* but still, seeing RXM for te first time in three weeks made it all worth it.
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I'm also glad to hear you got back safely through the storm. Given how intense it was, I was a little concerned. But, all's well that ends well, yes?
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