Stalker on the Cumana

I was sat on the Cumana this morning on the way to work, reading my book. I look up and there is a woman sat facing me and she is blatantly staring at me.

This afternoon I’m about to get on the Cumana and I walk past the same woman on the platform. I continue to walk down the platform and get on the Cumana relatively far forward. I sit down, get absorbed into my Mentor’s conversation about her sudden weight increase and then look up. THE WOMAN IS SAT FACING ME AGAIN…AND SHE’S STARING.

Who is this woman. Why is she stalking me? She is going to come over to talk to me next time? It wouldn’t surprise me, she was smiling when she was listening to me try to speak Italian, like “awww that’s cute”.

Weirdo.