To the freak lady who decided to rub against me, stand in front of me with her arms crossed like some sort of security guard and THEN took pics of me on her cell phone in the dairy aisle of the grocery store....then followed me to the coffee aisle and once again stood in front of me with her arms crossed while I repeatedly asked her if there was something wrong and refused to answer me.
What in the Hell is wrong with you!?!? ARE YOU OFF YOUR F@#$ING MEDS!?
Since when did I have to be treated like a criminal for buying groceries? Next time, I will call the police on you. —No more Mr. Nice guy