Dear Guy at the Gas Station

Dear Guy at the Gas Station,
I’m not really comfortable with you staring.
Mainly cuz I don’t know what you’re staring at, but the whole “you making eye contact with me” thing is just kinda starting to freak me out.
See, I’m from Chicago. I was trained in the big city ways of never making eye contact with strangers and just looking down as you walk.
That’s the thing about LA. It’s a staring town.
Not sure why, but most people keep staring.
Whatever the reason, it’s taking some getting used to, and your intense eye-fucking isn’t doing anything to put me at ease, so please, just stop.


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