Supermarket stalker

I am now approaching my mid 40s. Of late , I have been having a lot of problems and I mean a heck of a lot of problems, with male strangers who just start tailing me especially when I am in a supermarket. It's not only annoying. Does not flatter me one bit. In fact , I feel so terribly harassed . It's gotten so bad , especially after I caught one of them waiting outside the women's changing room I was in, nowadays I rarely walk around unescorted .

Look , I really do not know what the problem is. I don't wear mini skirts , hot pants nor plunging necklines. I've got some meat in all the wrong places, plus I don't even wear an ounce of makeup. I certainly don't think I am that attractive neither is this blog of mine that famous  . 

Hubs on the other hand ,thinks it's hilarious.

Strong vibes lah......sending out the wrong signals lah .....they like the way you walk lah......sex bomb lah.....they have good taste lah....

typical sexist response from a typical Malaysian male. 

The above assumptions may be understandable when I was young and reckless. Not when I'm totally behaving myself nowadays . 

What happened today , however , momentarily managed to wipe the smile off his face .

Handsome well groomed man was in the tea aisle . We walk past him and his beautiful wife and daughter.

I am looking for Camomile tea . Take a long time to choose between Dilmah , Coffeebean and Twinnings. He stays there as long as I did . Ok. No problem. 

We, move to the next aisle , he's followed us there.

Another aisle , there he is again on the other end so we have no choice but to walk past each other. 

Followed by the next and another one....well whaddaya know , both places here he is once more ! 

I shift 2 aisles to shake him off but he's there again on the 3rd. 

Madness ! I've had enough.

Resort to the backmost aisles and I think I have lost him . Phew ! 

Wander from the cooking oil section , to gardening corner , then non halal and finally the fruit section. Spot some pears and start smelling them. 

Sheesh....he swoops in and this time he makes it real obvious that he's trying really hard to establish eye contact ....oh he's staring all right . I train my eyes at the pile of fruits while the men in my family ....well, they're pretty disturbed by his stalking at this point. They have noticed him from those few aisles where I kept really quiet. Now they see him walking past like a hunter oblivious to their presence, eyes on me and they can see that I am getting really distressed. 

Spooked , I do a backturn towards the toilettries and snack section , my men following suit .K..... He's nowhere to be seen. We take our time , sniffing after shave samples even. After quite some time , we line up at the cashier counter . Hubs and kiddo goes towards the car to load the groceries in. I stay back to get some top up. 

After passing the third cashier counter on my way out , horrors , he's there. Waiting. Confound it.
 Heart pounding , I briskly walk towards the exit....fast to find my boys keeping an eye out for me. 

Hubs had a good chuckle over it but kiddo was completely flabbergasted and I still have no explanation as to what is causing this . 

After a round of discussion , I am still confused. I don't look forward to these encounters and if any of you out there are doing this regularly , please stop no matter how fascinating , mysterious or nice smelling we ladies may be to warrant your curiousity enough into following us around trying to sneak another peek at us . It' s no laughing matter being stalked by complete strangers at the supermarket with your family by your side.