I’m a polite girl so I give him a vague smile while my inner self and personal space are screaming at me to get up and leave. I glance back at my phone and hear what I assume are the older man’s footsteps approaching.īefore I have a chance to look up, the surgical zombie is sitting within an inch of me on the wall. He didn’t move or stop looking at me for probably another minute of a half, just sunken shoulders with his unblinking eyes pointed directly at me over his mask.įinally I notice an older man walking towards us and my cigarette is almost finished so I assume worst comes to worst, this guy will be near if anything happens. I went back to looking at my phone, but kept discreetly glancing in his direction to see if he was still there. I didn’t know how long he’d been standing there, but it was day time and the area is relatively populated so despite being the only people on the street, I wasn’t too worried. He’s hunched over facing me in the classic zombie pose wearing a large coat, a surgical mask and gloves. I had probably been sitting there for about two minutes without looking up when I finally do and notice a guy on the corner about 20 feet away staring intently at me. Today I was sitting on the wall outside my building smoking and messing around on my phone. I have a lot of weird encounters outside my office on my smoke breaks, but I think this one takes the cake, even with how anticlimactic it was.

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