Creepy!

When I mentioned seeing a movie last weekend, what I didn't mention was the drive home. After the movie, my parents, brother and I (brother was driving for my parents) went to get gas across the street from the theater. As we were leaving the gas station, a young man in a low sports car (Corvette, I think) drove past me and gave that creepy look (you know which look I mean) but I didn't think twice about it. I was yapping away on my cell phone, mindlessly following my parents van, driving towards home. As were about a mile from the gas station, I noticed a car riding my ass, but didn't pay close attention. After we turned onto another street, it was still there, but so close I couldn't even see headlights in the rear-view mirror! He eventually passed, and I didn't even look over to see who it was or anything.

Anyhow, a couple more miles later, we were almost home, but stopped at a traffic light, when I heard a honk next to me. I looked over, to see a man waving at me. I looked away quickly, but kinda laughed it off because the lane he was in went straight, whereas my lane had to turn left. Ordeal over, I assumed. Being oblivious still (and still yapping on the phone) I didn't notice that he veered into my lane after I had turned, and was behind me again. I didn't notice it until we were at another light, and he hung back next to my car (he should have been several car paces ahead) and honked again. This time I kinda realized that he looked familiar, and that he was the same guy from the gas station! At this point, I was pretty close to home, but didn't think I should head there, with him following. What I didn't realize was that my brother had been watching him since the moment we got gas, and was aware he was tailing me. When the guy tried to stay even with my speed, my brother got in front of him and put his breaks on, then cut him off as he tried to change lanes. The guy figured out we were all together I guess, because at the very next street, he turned. My brother (and parents) followed me home after that.

When I got out of my car, I was feeling pretty sheepish because I had been such a dunce about it. I was completely unaware of him until I was almost home. My dad kinda yelled at me :( and said I wasn't paying attention (which was completely true, of course).

I just had to wonder, what the hell does a guy think is going to happen when you clearly are ignoring him? Why continue to follow? Did he think his persistence would pay off? So tell me, what has your experiences been? I'm sure most women have had something like this happen. Damn Creepy Men!!