I went downtown Friday night, looking at all the nightlife and stuff going on. Was trying to find a good spot to take a new pic so I stopped on this back street in an old warehouse district. This car pulls up under the viaduct I wanted to use as a backdrop and just sits there for a minute. I'm watching it because I'm in a kind of shady area. It eventually pulls out and I think it's leaving so I relax a little, but the reverse lights come on and it's backing toward me. Now I'm even more alert. This dude gets out of the car and just stares at me a second before walking toward me, and I'm staring back at him because I don't know wtf he's doing. It's a weird part of town, I'm in front of an old ass warehouse, there's nothing around but train tracks and the viaduct, and it's 1AM. I become keenly aware of how long it would take to pull my gun out of my jackets gun pocket.
Dude says, "how ya doin?" Pulls out a key, and goes in the buulding.
>mfw I realized I was parked in front of this dudes apartment and I was the one being weird.