The truck was parked next to the sidewalk, across the street from Back Bay train station, which has had huge ads for Boston radio station 90.9 all over the front of it for weeks.
He got out of the truck and started to walk around it when I saw him. My phone battery was depleted, so I said "You stay the f--- away from me. You got that? You stay the f--- away."
He stared at me with no expression on his face; a conglomerate-programmed robot.
Then he got into the truck and drove away. That doesn't mean that he'll never stalk me again. Who knows how long he's been stalking me to be able to be parked in front of me at 7:30 on a Sunday morning?
Copyright L. Kochman, November 22, 2015 @ 7:47 a.m.
