Paranoid Pursuit

Is it just me or do people in this city walk a little too closely behind you? Maybe I'm paranoid, but they are most definitely too dang close to me. Case in point, I was walking home a few days ago, and turned around - because, I'm not completely oblivious to the sound of oncoming footsteps - to see a tall man with a curly mullet and a white sweater practially power-walking not quite 5-feet behind me. #1 violation: do you have a Jerry Curl AND a mullet?? Really? #2: Sir, you're too close. #3: In the words of the Rape and Self-Defense class I'm so happy I took, "GET BACK!!!". And #4: This is why I packs a blade!! LOL, thanks Dad! Ok, well it's a 1.5" swiss army keychain with a nail file and scissors on it, and in an adrenaline-rushed moment, I honestly think my elbows would be stronger sources of defense, but it's on hand nonetheless. Plus I just saw Colombiana... so GET BACK, Boston!