I’ve Seen Enough Horror Films to Know
I get really bad vibes from the car park at my work—it’s a giant, poorly lit multi-story structure and I’ve seen enough horror films to know I shouldn’t be taking it lightly.
Whenever I get in, I pay attention to the floors people call the lift to so I can keep an eye on where they’re going. One time a guy got in the elevator in front of me and pressed six, while I was parked on eight.
He didn’t get out at six and was still in the lift as I got to my floor. I leave, he doesn’t…so I guess he’s remembered he’s on another floor, but just before I get to the dark area with all the cars, I turned back.
This guy had waited about 30 seconds—therefore held the lift to wait—and silently followed me. I just stopped and stared him down.
He had a deer-in-the-headlights look and turned straight back to the lift. I don’t know if it saved my life or what, but I’m glad I shook him off.