Last night after rehearsal, there was slightly eerie man waiting in the lobby of the Town Hall and I think Kirsty or Catherine might have seen him too? Anyway they went upstairs with the bikes and I was alone. The guy gave off a vibe of ew, so I tried to avoid him. He put himself in my way, however, and asked me if Kimmy Dawson (whoever that is) was playing. I said I didn't know and I went on my way out of the building. He followed me and asked "What's going on here then?" I said "Play rehearsal" He said "What play?" I said "It's one that's being written. It's a musical." He said, "What musical?" At that point I was at the crosswalk, trying to cross High Street, quite annoyed that I had to wait because he wouldn't stop talking to me. As is probably fairly obvious, I am terrified of people. I have reasons for that, one of which was validated yet again when I said, "It's called 'Enough'" and he grabbed my arm, leaned quite close to my face, and asked in a very scary voice "Is it about...what's that called...you know...when people are...sexually assaulted?" Instead of running back inside like I should have because I was already quite drained by then, I panicked and darted across the road (through traffic) and ran towards Westgarth train station.
At that point it could have been crazy me over-reacting to what someone erroneously thought was a funny joke, but it wasn't until I was about halfway to the station when I realised the guy was following me even though when I darted away from him I was sure he'd gone in the opposite direction. He followed me all the way there, even though I pulled out my phone. He sat at the station on the platform for the entire 14 minutes I waited for the train, watching me. And when the train arrived, he didn't get on thank goodness. Even so, I'm extremely shaken up by the experience. Gold star of a day, I'm telling you.
My lovely workmates have just looked up KimYA Dawson (apparently I heard wrong in all the ew) who is apparently playing at the Northcote Uniting Anglican Church NEXT Wednesday. So it appears it's possible he really was there for a reason instead of just being creepy, but all the creepy afterwards doesn't exactly make that better. If there's a chance he's going to be back on Wednesday night when this musician is actually playing, I don't want to be anywhere near there. And everyone else should probably be told not to talk to any creepy guys hanging around, digging for information. And to go back INSIDE if anyone tries to follow them. (I never said I should be congratulated on my brilliance...)