While I was in the waiting room at the doctor today, a guy sitting across from me kept trying to start a conversation-- I did some smile-and-nodding but kept my eyes on my book for the most part. He was still there when I got back from my appointment and he tried talking to me again. I had a really hard time understanding his thick accent but I told him to have a nice day and left. When I got out to my car, I was sitting with my windows down making a phone call when he came up to the car! Creeper followed me out to the parking lot to ask for my phone number. He kept telling me how nice I was...I barely said three words to you, dude. Geesh.