Morons and Other Thoughts

My Day Today!

2007-08-27T17:02:00.000+09:30

There's a crazy lady that walks around my area, she wears scruffy clothes, has more facial hair than my dad (for those that don't know, thats a fair bit), and has pretty gross teeth. She has dirty hands, and she smells.
I was at the bus stop this morning and saw her coming, she always likes to stop and mutter something, and today this muttering involved rubbing my arms.
From what I could make out, she has a cold, and so even though the weather was quite warm today (I think that is why she was touching my arms...), so she has to stay inside and can't go to watch Sturt play.

Then when in town after uni, I went to the toilets in the Myer Centre. While coming out of the cubicle, a lady stopped me (I am serious, I was about one step out of the cubicle), and asked if she could ask me a question. I said yes, and she then talked for about 2 minutes about anti-depressants. Once she finished she just stood there staring at me.
I was a little annoyed, being bombarded as I walk out of the toilet and all, so I said "Thats not a question." Which I now think was a little rude . She said she wanted $6, and I said that I would check, if I could just be allowed to wash my hands!
She followed me to the sink, and then kept asking if I would check now. I did, and I only had a $50 note, so I apologised and said I couldn't help, she asked "Well I will take whatever you have", and I said I only had $50, and she said "Ok, no worries, I can take that." Ex-squeeze me? I laughed, thinking she was joking, but she remained straight-faced and said it again.
Er, no.

And finally, my last story for the day (so far...), happened when I was leaving Supre. I had my uni bag with me, and the guy at the door asked to check my bag. I was messaging someone at the time, so as took my bag from my shoulder, and he leaned in to look closer, I smacked him right in the eye with my phone. He made some sort of grunt sound, and grabbed his eye, I apologised: "Oh my God, oh my God, I'm so sorry!", he just goes "Uh-huh", I continue to apologise...
HOW EMBARRASSING!! It was a pretty hard whack, possibly hard enough to bruise I would say. So don't get in my way, bitches!

Whatever!

2007-08-02T18:37:00.000+09:30

I was walking down North Terrace to Uni this arvo when I was stopped by some guy trying to sign people up to The Child Fund, or whatever it was called. Normally I say I'm in a hurry or whatever (not that I don't wanna help out charity or anything, I just don't wanna sign up to one of those things...I have a friend who was once mesmorised by the Scottish accent of one of those charity 'salesmen', that he signed up to something he really didn't know what it was (even months later ... "something about the environment maybe? Or children? Saving kids, or trees....?") and then had trouble getting out of it!)...so I said my "No, sorry, I'm late for uni..." and the guy goes, "no, no..I just wanted to know if you do that often..what you just did back there?"

I look back thinking maybe I had accidently littered, and he was angry? With a confused look on my face, I asked what he meant, and he said: "Take everyone's breath away."

Blegh!!

Then he went on to talk about his charity.

Nice try!

cough

2007-07-06T12:17:00.000+09:30

This 13-ish year old boy came up to the counter at work yesterday, wearing something that looked like this:

Too Cool.

I don't know if this is cool or not (I'm thinking not.), but the little guy who thought he was heaps cool couldn't even talk with the bloody thing in his mouth. He kept mumbling, they were slipping (so he had to put his hand in his mouth to fix them), and at one point he had to slurp the drool back into his mouth.

LOSER

Today at work...

2007-06-29T22:36:00.000+09:30

~ I had a conversation with a smelly man that was trying to tell me he got to keep the tray his meal came on, once he'd finished eating. I thought he was joking, so I kinda said "No..." awkwardly and laughed nervously. I went and told my manager about this crazy customer..and he goes "You didn't give him a tray did you? He takes them." He was serious??

~ I went out to clean the dining room where I noticed a bit of chocolate on the ground. I grabbed a few napkins and picked it up to put in the bin. As I picked it up, I notice it wasn't chocolate. It was poop.

~ A lady ordered one ice cream cone. I gave it to her, and she motioned sitting it down on the counter. She couldn't speak english, so i figured she wanted a cone holder..dunno why cos it was only one cone so why can't she just hold it with her hand!? So I gave her the cone holder and she said no, then made some more hand signals, prompting me to ask: "You want a bag?" She nodded, and I said "It's an icecream cone. A bag won't work." She pulled an angry face and persisted so I got her the bag. She made me put the icecream cone in the bag. What a bloody weirdo.

2007-06-21T19:52:00.000+09:30

At work today we only had one happy meal toy, Princess Fiona from Shrek.

Here's some conversations I had with customers while working:

(I hand the happy meal toy to the customer...)
Customer: "Do you have anything else?"
Me: "No, sorry, thats the only one we have until tomorrow, sorry."
Customer: "So, you have no others? My son already has this one."
Me: "Yeah, thats all we have until tomorrow, sorry. If you wanna leave it in the plastic, you can swap it elsewhere, or bring it back tomorrow and we'll swap it over for you."
Customer: "But don't you have any other toys?"
Me: "No, that is the only one we have."
Customer: "We already have this one. There aren't any other toys?"
You RETARD!! We have NO OTHER TOYS!!!
That one happened about 10 times, minimum. If your kid already has that one, maybe stop taking them to bloody maccas more than once a week!

Another one....
Customer: "Which toys do you have today?"
Me: "At the moment we only have Princess Fiona."
Customer: "You don't have Shrek?"
Me: "No, sorry, not until tomorrow."
Customer: "But West Lakes has Shrek."
Me (getting impatient as its the middle of Thursday night shopping dinner rush...): "Yeah, sorry, we don't have any new toys until tomorrow. If you want to take this one now, you can swap it tomorrow, if you like..."
Customer: "Do you know what stores do have other toys?"
Me: "er....[I name some close by stores] might, but I'm really not sure."
Customer: "Could you find out?"
Me: "Erm, [looking out at the sea of people waiting to order not-so-subtley to hint that there is no time for this..] we're quite busy at the moment..."
Customer: "Maybe you could call some other stores to find out which ones have any others..."
How bout no!!

Another lady ordered a happy meal, I gave her the toy, went through the first scenario again, and her son said "Mum, I want the Princess", and the Mum said: "No, thats for girls."
Son: "Yeah, but I don't care."
Mum: "No!! You can't have it. You're a BOY! That toy is a girl, for girls."
Son: "Please Mum."
Mum (to me): "So you have nothing else?"
Bloody hell just give the kid the princess.

One of these scenarios happened with 2 out of every 3 customers. Arrrrrgh!!! Just take the damn toy or leave it!!

Tomorrow...As in 2 days from now.

2007-06-18T20:24:00.000+09:30

On Saturday morning I had to work from 7am, and seeing as how I don't drive, and buses don't run that early on weekends, I had to catch a taxi.

I got dad to call and book the taxi for me on Friday evening. This is how he said it happened: he called Yellow, pressed 2 "to book a taxi for tomorrow", and then was put through to an operator. He made the booking for 6:45am, said our address and the destination, and then the operator said: "Ok, so 6:45 tomorrow morning?" Dad said yes, and she said "All done, lovey!"

So Saturday morning I get up, get ready and wait at the door at 6:40 (I had been warned the day before to make sure the driver didn't ring the door bell and disturb the whole family - like they don't disturb me every second of my LIFE ...er..ahem....).
So...6:45 comes. 6:50 comes. 6:52 comes, and I decide to ring them to see whats happening. The chick on the phone told me there was no booking for my address, and said "So you want a taxi?" uh, well, yeah!! So she said she'd send one as soon as possible. 20 minutes later a taxi comes. Bloody hell I could've slept longer!!

I told Dad about the drama when I got home, and he again told me the conversation that took place between him and the operator lady.

Then, this morning (Monday), at 6:45, there was a ring on the doorbell. Our doorbell is faulty (tip: if you ever come to my house, don't ring the doorbell, cos no one will answer it. We will always think its just a fault.), so no one bothered getting up and I went back to sleep. Dad told me later today that the ring was followed by another ring and then someone banging on the door. So he got up and it was a taxi driver: "Someone called for a taxi?".. yes! 2 days ago!

Dad rang to put in a complaint, and the lady said to him what the problem was... "Oh..I see what you've done wrong there.. You should have said that you wanted the taxi on Saturday the 16th of June. Simple mistake."

Dad goes: "But I pressed "2" which was to book the taxi 'tomorrow', and since it was friday, that could only really mean saturday. And then when the operator said to me, "So thats tomorrow morning?", when else could 'tomorrow' have been?"
She said, "yes, but when she confirmed 'tomorrow' you should have said 'Yes, Saturday 16th of June.', to save any misinterpretation."

I'm sorry, "misinterpretation?"

How many other ways are there to interpret TOMORROW!?

Sing Along!!

2007-06-08T12:01:00.000+09:30

On the bus on the way to town from work last night some girls were playing music on their phone. I hate it when people do that (enough to put 'hate' in italics, bold, and underline it!). They played some rap type song that I had not heard before (thank God for that cos it was shit), then the Captain Planet theme song. The next track was this thing from South Park that I recognise as being Sam's alarm tone, so it already evokes bad memories (having to wake up), but then they started talking along with it. Then Irreplacable by Beyonce came on, and, yep, they continued singing. It was painful to listen to.

Then "Heaven" (the old slower version), which they also sang and sucked at.

Then that Girlfriend song ('Take a look at my girlfriend...') yep, sang that too.

THEN Girlfriend by Avril Lavigne. They did that thing where you mumble as if you know the words but they actually don't. Which was actually more annoying than singing I think. Come on girls, even I know the words and I despise that song.
Then the Beyonce Shakira song, and they sang too.

WHHHYYYYY???

The whole way to town I just wanted to turn around and tell em to shut up!!

Ah Dad....

2007-05-15T22:33:00.000+09:30

I joke sometimes that my Dad is obsessive compulsive. I'm not allowed to bring the bins from the curb because I don't put them back properly (but I get 'in trouble' when I don't ). I always used to put them back crooked or not aligned.

I also don't stack the dishes 'correctly'. And I put the milk back in the fridge 'wrong' (the spout needs to be facing the front..I just put it in however I was holding it). And he has bought the same brand things since as long as I can remember - a few weeks ago our neighbour was going to the shops so kindly stopped by to see if there was anything we wanted her to pick up. Dad took up the offer and asked if she could get bread and milk. She brought back completely different brands and Dad had a complete freak out.

The other thing that really annoys me is his obsession with light switches. In some rooms we have the switches at both doors...eg the hallway, there is a switch at each end so you can turn it on/off at both. Dad likes them to be 'correct'. i.e if the light is off, the switch is up, and if the light is on, the switch is down. (He chooses which one he sees as the "main" switch to reflect the light). In Mum and Dads room there is a light switch at the door and one above the bed...so you turn the light on as you go in, and off once you're in bed.... so he will set up in advance so that the switches will go back to how he wants them once in bed.

At one point or another they are going to be not how he wants them...so whats the freakin difference when that is!?!

*sigh*

Der!!

2007-04-13T19:15:00.000+09:30

At work I sometimes have to wear a horrid fluro orange vest when cleaning the dining area... It's way to big and hangs off of pretty much everyone that wears it and makes you look stupid, but whatever.

Today, while wearing the vest, three guys walked past and one of them said "Hey sexy....hot uniform! bahahahahahaha!!" Not being quick witted, I didn't know what to say, so just said "Thanks." (Although "At least I have all my teeth" would've been a nice subsitute, or "Still out of your league" was pointed out to me later...). I said it pretty seriously, with a smile like I was heaps happy with myself for looking so hot...but becuase of the outfit, I was pretty sure my sarcasm would come across....

The dude goes: "Er...I wasn't serious." Then laughed a bit more at how pathetic I was to think they were complimenting me.

WHAT?!? He wasn't serious??

Oh my goodness, thank you Captain Obvious!

Blimps and cucumbers

2007-03-04T17:05:00.000+10:30

Two school girls on the bus the other day were talking about the Holden Blimp thats been above Adelaide for the last week or so....
Apparently one of the girls knows someone who was got married on the blimp last weekend, and it help 400 people. The blimp, according to the girls, is 2 km wide, and 6km long.
Mmhm.

And onto the cucumbers section of the post... You know how in the first tute of a subject you have to introduce yourself and say something about yourself (or is that just first year subjects? After starting 3 different degrees I haven't moved on from first year yet...)... well in one of my courses, mainly filled with Sport and Rec students we had to get up and tell a bit about ourselves... After hearing constant "Hi... I'm _____ and I looooooove sport! Woo!" about 15 times before it got to me I thought it might be funny to say that I hate sport.
I don't know why I thought it would be funny. It wasn't.

Anyhoo... to "get to know eachother enough to be on a level where we can debate and discuss in tutorials" the tutor made us pass around using out thighs.

I'm sorry... What?

"E... mail?"

2007-02-01T18:45:00.000+10:30

My Dad has finally caved and freed us from our suffering, allowing us to connect our home comupter to the internet!

And I'm beginning to think that it may not be worth the sacrifices I have had to make in the last few days.

Dad had to ask me what e-mail is. And then I had to show him how to use it...

Me: "See up in the corner there, 'Outlook Express'...? Click on that."
Dad: "How?"
Me: "Oh, sorry, using the mouse."
... Dad lifts the mouse from the desk and proceeds to wave it about in the air... "It's not moving."
Me: "You need to keep it on the desk. "
...Dad replaces the mouse and moves it about half a centimetre, lifts it, replaces it, moves it half a centimetre, lifts it, replaces it, moves it half a centimetre...
Me: "Dad, just leave it sitting, and move it in one sweep."
He grasps this idea relatively quickly, but getting him to 'click' is a whole other post (let alone double click)!

Needless to say we didn't get very far with the emailing part of the lesson.

I've run out of things to blog about

2007-01-12T13:32:00.000+10:30

Yesterday I drank some milk from my fridge at home. It tasted a little off, so I checked the date.. 14th of Jan.. and noticed it was full, so had obviously just been opened. Rather than throwing it out straight away, I thought I would get a second opinion from Dad.

Me: "Dad, can you check the milk for me please? I think it tastes a little off."
Dad: "That's impossible. It's only just been opened."
Me: "Yeah, I know, but I just had some and it tastes a little funny. Just go see will you?"
Dad: "Krystle, its not off! It's expiration date is the 14th, and it's only just been opened. The fridge is fine. You must be imaginaing it. The milk is fine."
Me: "Look, I'm telling you it doesn't taste right to me, I just want a second opinion. Whatever." ... and I leave.

I get home a bit later....
Dad: "Why didn't you tell me it tasted so bad?! God Krystle, I took a huge gulp, I'm probably going to be sick now. You could have warned me."

Can't win.

(I am) Drunkety drunk drunk!

2006-12-30T22:40:00.000+10:30

You (one person - Grzyb) asked for a new post and you shall receive.

I got nothin.

Sorry dudes. its outside uni season and all I do is work so got nothing new.

Happy new Year!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

P.S go check out the new coles range. it sucks. Its got quotes form people, like "Julie. Christmas lover", or "Jason, has an egg everyday." or "Peter, Yoghurt lover"

Anyway, this post is shit and I need another CC.

Long time no post

2006-12-12T18:39:00.000+10:30

Watching Oprah & she's walking around Auschwitz with a Holocaust survivor. Oprah said something about it being a death machine, the other guy says he'd prefer to say death "factory". At this point Oprah compares Auschwitz to a tomato soup factory. Can't remember her exact words, but whatever it was i'd say it wasn't entirely appropriate.

That's all i got. Except i sprained my ankle playing mini golf last week! Could only happen to me. Fricken hurt. Didn't help when JOHN dropped a golf ball on it either!

What do I say to that?

2006-11-14T19:46:00.000+10:30

A few weeks ago I was questioned by police (you can read about that here [it works now]), and he needed to take my details down, so asked for my license. I don't drive, so i gave him my learners permit, and our conversation went as follows...

Police Dude: "Ahh.. Learner, hey?
Me: "yep. 4 years going strong." (ah, shaddup)
Policeman: "4 years?! Just never got around to it, huh?"
Me: "I started in high school, but a few friends were in car accidents and it kinda put me off."
Policeman: "Yeah, my best mate died in a car accident. "
Me: "errrr"

Then tonight at work I was training some newbies, and trying to make general conversation. Last week one of the girls had mentioned her year 12 formal was coming up, so I asked if it had happened yet/if it was good...
Girl: "It's next week. But I've finished school now. I don't have any exams."
Me: "Thats pretty lucky." (I'm thinking maybe her choice of subjects meant maybe she didn't have any final exams...?)
Girl: "Yeah ... My mum died a few weeks ago. I'm like 'Bonus!'"
Me: "errrr"

Pop Quiz!

2006-10-26T16:36:00.000+09:30

My Dad and I had a good laugh over a take home test we found of my 16-year-old brothers.

It was one of those reading comprehension things on the Australian Constitution, and how Australia began and all that. It had half a page of info to read, then ten questions.

The questions, my brothers answers, and the real answers (which could be found written in bold in the few paragraphs my brother couldn't be arsed reading):

1. Give two reasons why some colonies feared federation.
1. Becuse colonies were afraid of federation (small colonies feared losing power)
2. And they didn't want to die (some regarded themself as British, not Australian)

2. In which year was a referendum held to decide the constitution?
1962 (1899)

3. On what date did Australia come into existence?
1976 (1 Jan 1901)

4. What sort of monarchy does Australia have?
What is a monarchy? (Constitutional Monarchy)

5. How many items are listed in section 51 of the Australian Constitution?
51 (39)

6. How many referenda were held betwenn 1911 and 1926?
26 (12)

7. How many referenda were held between 1984 and 1999?
23 25 (8)

8. What referendum was passed in 1967?
23 (To provide aborigines with equal citizenship rights)

9. Which court interprets the Federal Constitution?
State Court (High Court of Australia)

10. Which state fought the 'Dams' case?
Adelaide? (Tasmania)

I'm so not cool

2006-10-17T15:41:00.000+09:30

I went out last Thursday night to farewell 2 of our managers at work. Ended up getting just a liiiiitle bit drunk.

Anyway, the next day I went into work and was out the back talking with some other people that were there the night before, and told them how someone must've spilt nearly half a can of Pulse down me, cos it was on my jeans and thru onto my leg.

Just as I was saying this, a just-turned-16-year-old who we work with comes in and says "Oh my God, as if you drink Pulse. It was cool when it first came out but now I'm like, whatever. I'm over it."

Silly Sausage

2006-10-10T14:51:00.000+09:30

My sister and mum went to a BBQ recently and came home with some left overs they were given, including 6 sausages.

My 16 [sixteen] year old brother (who kind talks like Napolean Dynamite, but not cool, and more aggressive) comes to my Dad later that night and asks if he can have one of the sausage rolls in the fridge...
Dad: "It's pretty late, why don't you just have one of those sausages?"
Bro: "I already ate them all."
D: "All of them?"
B: "Yeah."
D: "Are you sure, cos I swear I only just saw them a couple of minutes ago."
B: "No, I ate them all, der!"
D: "Go check in the fridge."
B: "You mean freezer ..."
D: "No, Go check in the fridge."
B: "You mean freezer, idiot..."
D: "No, f-r-i-d-g-e."
So he went and checked, comes back and says there are none.

Later Dad goes to the fridge, and sees the sausages my brother says he ate.
D: "What do you call these? There are sausages in here."
B: "Ugh, der Dad. I told you, from the freezer!"
D: "You ate the sausages from the freezer? Did you cook them?"
B: "NO! Ugh! I microwaved them for 2 minutes! Leave me alone!"

He took four frozen raw sausages from the freezer, microwaved them for 2 minutes, and ate them, without realising they weren't actually cooked.

My dad is crazy

2006-10-06T11:49:00.000+09:30

~ The other day in the chemist I used a little chart thing to calculate my BMI or whatever it is. The stupid chart said that I was overweight! Then I did my Dad (my Dad looks like he's pregnant. Seriously.) and it said that he was obese. He denied it, and the pharmicist said the chart was only a guide, and not to worry.
So this morning Dad tells me that he went to the doctor and the doctor told him he is underweight. This is the same doctor that tells Dad the best way to help his heart disease is to not exercise, keep smoking, and continue eating shit all day long.
Anyway we got into this massive argument where Dad ended up calling me fat, and continually claiming he's "desperately underweight". (Please, people who have seen my Dad I welcome your comments. Back me up here.)

~ My sisters phone was playing up so Dad tried getting me to fix it (God knows why), and tells me to read her messages. At first I was appalled at him being so intrusive, but I did it anyway. And one message sent from my sister was: "Hey, wher r u? Were waggin skool. hury up".
Dad says: "Aw, she's wagging?? She's growing up!"
What the freakin hell? I would got my butt kicked if I was caught skipping school!

It's assignment time ....

2006-10-03T18:10:00.000+09:30

So, obviously, time to use the uni computers to procrastinate :)

I was checking out someones My Space today, and decided to do a high school search to see if anyone I went to school with has one.

Anyway, I come across stuff like this in peoples profiles:

"he may mean nutthin 2 u.. buh hez duh shyt 2 me..diz wunz myn bitchez FALL BACC !!"
and
"liv yo mak beetch"
and
"i lik da wai he duz dat rite thurr!!!"
and
"i iz bein doun on da shiz fa yal beetch!"
and
"OMG dat brozza is da uber"

Do these things make sense to anyone?

WHAAAAT?

2006-09-30T17:18:00.001+09:30

I was watching the last half of the Grand Final today after work in the crew room, and another girl walked in.
She asked me who i was going for and i said West Coast. She then asks "which ones are they? The blue or the red?". Oh. My. God.

Then after West Coast win, she asked why they're so happy, and why the red team is so sad. When i tell her its the grand final she says "oh, is that like the last game of the year or something? Whats the big deal?".
Oh. My. God.

What an annoying dick

2006-09-26T14:34:00.000+09:30

There's been a friend of a friend that I've encountered 3 or 4 times in the last few weeks, and I really think I don't like him. All I've ever seen him do is pay people out. E.g. The first time we met, he called me a retard and teased how my name is spelt.

On the weekend I went to a party that he was at, and he somehow found out my full name. After about 5 minutes of him laughing hysterically, I asked him what was so funny.
"Animal, vegetable, mineral! Bahahahahahaha!"
Me: "What?"
"What were your parents thinking!!? What a stupid name! bahahahahaha"
Krystle = mineral, Jasmine = vegetable, and my last name [which I wont say], can be connected to an insect, therefore animal.

I found it interesting that someone would even think of that, let alone find it funny for so long, and went "oh, yeah, I guess." Gave a little chuckle, and smiled.

He goes: "Bahahahahahahahaha ... hahaha hahahahaha! hahahaha! Your parents! What were they on??! What losers!!" And proceeded to run around telling everyone how stupid my name was.

GR!

My New Top

2006-09-14T11:39:00.000+09:30

I bought a new top a few weeks ago, and have since worn it twice. It's one of those baby doll type tops, that kinda just flows out under your chest.

The first time, last Saturday night, I got two comments:
"That's an interesting top, Krystle." [interesting is French for ugly], and,
"Wow, it's very .. hearty." [it has hearts on it].

Then I wore it again today, and get asked on the bus by some older woman when my baby is due and aren't I a bit young to be pregnant?

I am never wearing this again.

Yes, I have a sister!

2006-09-07T15:18:00.000+09:30

Yesterday 4 of my friends were shocked to hear I have a sister. Not "Oh, you have a sister? Didn't know that." But... "You have a SISTER??! WOW! I didn't know you had a SISTER!!". It's not that amazing.

Anyway, she's 14, and came home early from school yesterday cos she was sick. She was laying on the couch and I asked her "So, what's wrong with you?".
She replies, in her high pitched squeal that she always talks with: "Nuff-ing."
I say: "Well what are you doing home from school then, slacker?"
Sister: "Oh! I fought you meant pshycho-logicalaly."

This would be cuter if she wasn't so old.

Not Again!

2006-08-31T13:58:00.000+09:30

Firstly, how weird is Tyra Banks? I was channel flicking this morning, and stopped on her show (as I sometimes do) and it was another one of those episodes where she shows veiwers how she saves money.
She showed us how if you put popcorn in a bag with some cinnamon and heated honey and "shake it up, shake it up, shake it up" (while trying to dance like Beyonce), you get caramel-corn for less than a dollar.
But the weirdest bit was when she got a can of whipped cream, shot it straight into her mouth til it was pouring out everywhere, then SPAT IT BACK INTO HER HAND, and explained that this way, you can eat away, bit by bit for 20 minutes while watching a movie. What the hell?

Anyway, to the main topic for my post. I was, yet again, stopped by freaks while walking home.
I have drawn a diagram (shut up. It was either the diagram or something productive).

Where I live. Please don't follow me home.

The yellow asterix is my bus stop, the pink one is where I live. And the red dots is the path the car full of young hooligans took.
Where they left from is this block of units, and as I walked past I saw a bunch of people standing around a car, drinking and yelling and all that. So when I get to kinda where the dots turn orange on my fantabulous diagram, I hear a car screaching around the corner from the main road, when they get to me (at the orange dots) they slow down super slow, and yell something I can't understand from the car. I was nearly home so I discreetly shat myself and continued on my way. Then they sped up again, went around the round about and came down my street (by this time I was just about at my drive way) and they stop (driver with beer in hand) and the passenger says "You alright love?" Me: "Yeah. Thanks." Bogan: "Just saw ya walking down the main road, and was worried a young girl like yourself shouldn't be walking alone. Need a lift?" Me: "No, I'm home, thanks." Bogan: "Ya sure? We can take ya somewhere...safe." [laughing coming from car].

:(