Someone peeked in our window last Thursday at 2 a.m. It was unsettling because the blinds were closed, so he was down on all fours trying to peer in. I don't know how long he'd been staring at me, but I was sitting at the computer, burning a compilation CD, and I suddenly felt the distinctly creepy sensation of being watched. I turned my head and saw another head at the corner of the window, staring right at me. I said "What the fuck" and walked toward the window, at which point the head jerked back and disappeared. What was this douchebag up to? Why was he on all fours, trying to peek into my blinds-closed window at 2 a.m. in a well-lit, heavily foot-trafficked section of the apartment complex? If he'd hung around longer than a minute, someone would have seen him. Was he an exhibitionist, a pervert, a burglar, a rapist, a murderer, a drunk who fell over and/or leaned over to puke and decided to check out the surroundings? Was he specifically targeting me or my wife, or was it a random peek? If he's smaller and/or weaker than me, I hope he comes back so I can beat the hell out of him. What did he want? It's unsettling. If he was hoping to catch me jerking off to Internet porn sites, he was sorely disappointed. I only whack off in my car as I drive pantsless past area high schools while I listen to homemade cassettes of me reading passages from the Koran on a boombox strapped into the passenger seat. So nice try, pervert, but you didn't get much of a show. Better luck next time. Jerk.
Seriously, that window-peeking shit is creepy.
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After Josh woke me up and told me about this dude peepin in our window, I couldn't fall asleep for two hours. So the peep dude also made me really really grumpy the next day. Thanks for nothing, jerkoff.
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