I was leaving my apartment to go visiting teaching this evening and when I shut my apt door, I noticed a man in the stairwell in some very strange attire. He was wearing some weird outfit with a hood that could kind of be compaired to an exterminator/fireman/auto repair uniform. EXCEPT.......he had a gauzy mask covering his face, thin enough to breathe through, but too thick to see a face. Weirdddd. So, I opted to not humor him and walked down the stairs tote ignoring him (tote=totally). He then walked behind me for the entire 5 flights describing me. I know what you are thinking, {describing you, Reagan?}. Seriously, describing me.

"Specimen....Human, Gender....Female, Height....appears to be 5'6'', weight...approximately 120 lbs, age....25"

He was even saying everything in a slow slash creepy voice. Plus, he was wrong on every category except for the specimen and gender. I'm 5'8''! So, when I got to the bottom of the stairs I have to admit I was really freaked out, wondering what he wanted with me and what he was hiding behind that weird white fabric-y mask. I guess I'll never know, because I booked it out of the building and up the street faster than he could estimate my shoe size and eye color. I just hope he never comes back, because I hate him. That's all there is to say about that.