rosscoe

I've had some bizarre dreams... and i earlier remembered last term when me and my flatmate Lee were in McDonalds eating our dinner there was an old lady sitting directly opposite.
Bear in mind it was quite late.. and we were upstairs.. there was no one else there, they had cleared everywhere up... so just Me, Lee and Old Lady.
So after a short amount of time i notice that the old lady was staring at me... directly at my face.. eye to eye probably if i dared to look that closely. Did i mention she has no food?.. well she doesnt.. and me and lee then have a discussion, we're laughing but its quite disturbing.
He says... it'd be worse if she was just staring at me constantly, and i argue.. that no... it'd be worse if she was dead... definately worse, i'm eating my dinner and laughing while a dead lady watches... THAT is worse. He doesnt agree, meanwhile during this discussion, more than likely loud enough for anyone upstairs to hear... the old lady.. still hasnt moved, not a hand.. not a hair... hasnt blinked or changed expression, we've probably been sitting there over 5 minutes by now.
At this point what would you prefer... her to be dead? or her just to be crazy and staring at you?
I also failed to mention she was sitting about 3 maybe 4 metres away... too close for comfort .. im not good at guessing distances. (We were a corner table, and she was one of the middle ones.)
I havent looked at her directly for quite a while now, she's still staring... still hasnt changed her expression or blinked.
Then Lee spots her move her hand from her side to her leg, and thats it... no more movement... no blinking.. no change of expression.. still staring straight at me.
At least she's not dead though i think.... but this now leaves us with the other alternative, she's going to murder us on the way home.
This crazy old ladys gaze is going to follow me as i leave.. i just know it. She'll chase me home or appear at my window in the night and stab me to death.
We finish our meals.. and walk right past the lady.. close enough to poke her (we dont)... watching out of the corner of our eyes as we walk down the stairs... she still doesnt move. Now she's on her own up there, still staring exactly where i was sitting.
We leave McDonalds... but she doesnt follow... we're in the clear.... one mental lady out of my life. There really are some worrying people in this city.
About a month later i was at a tram stop.. and a guy with his back to where the tram will come from just stared at me... after about a minute i tell Lee, i'd be quite happy to move elsewhere.. i dont want him and old lady finding out where i live and murderising me.