Oh good! Apparently, weird landlord has been tracking my running outfits as I found out in yet another uncomfortable, skin-crawling conversation in the foyer of my building.
WL: “Is that a new outfit?”
Me: “No”
WL: “Oh really? Hmmm, because it’s different than what I usually see you wear when you go running.”
Me: I’m rendered mute by the knowledge he’s been watching me (again). Inwardly cringing, I manage a strained smile and shrug my shoulders.
WL: “Is that a skirt?” he asks as he stares at my legs and, seemingly, my crotch region. I think looking at someone that way (while being that much of a weirdo) should be illegal.
Me: “No, it’s a skort. A skirt over shorts.” I don’t think my legs have ever felt so bare. I might start running in long johns just in case.
WL: “Really?!” he says incredulously as he leans closer and intensely ogles me and my skort. “I’ve never heard of that before.” Then he started to smile. Cue goose-bumps, shiver and hair on my neck standing on end.
Me: “Yes, really.” Ewwwwwwwww.
WL: “Really?!!!” He says a second time while crossing his arms and shaking his head and continually staring at my skort and I.
Me: I think that’s when I began to lose consciousness.
I think I’ve encountered weird landlord 2 times in the last several months before or after going for a run. How creeped out should I be by this? I’m hovering around a 9.5/10 on this one but that’s pretty normal where he’s concerned. To me this is worse than usual though because I was wearing a skort.
I already suffer with a great deal of inner turmoil donning a skort in the first place. Hmmm, I wonder what lycra and technical fabric smells like when it’s incinerated?
Tags: brent, creep, disturbing, my weird landlord, myweirdlandlord.com, out-creep, outfit, run, running, skort, staring, weird
Monique Hurteau
