Even the laundromat isn't safe

I was walking out of the laundromat tonight with my arms full of groceries I'd purchased next door at Star Market and my detergent. A guy was walking out in front of me, and he paused on the sidewalk while I then walked past. I heard him behind me and instinctively held onto my detergent, thinking it might be a good weapon. Too bad I was almost right. "Um, excuse me." I stop and sort of turn to see him. He's a good foot taller than me. My mace is in the bottom of my purse. "I've noticed you around the neighborhood. I don't want to be weird or anything, but I thought I should introduce myself since we're neighbors." Well, might not have been so goddamn creepy if it wasn't 9pm and dark as fuck on that street. Women make excuses all the time about why the guys don't mean it, but you know what? Even if this guy is dumb as fuck and doesn't know how creepy that is, too bad. That is so scary and stupid to follow someone in the dark, at night. If that isn't harassment, I don't know what is. So I couldn't get my camera out because I wanted to just get away, so I said, "Um, okay, but actually, this is weird, and I'm gonna go now. Bye." I walked into traffic so he wouldn't follow me. When was the last time you had to walk into a busy street in the middle of the night to avoid some dude who wants to hit that shit? - Sick of being afraid