CottonCandyExperience

Interviewer: so, what are your qualifications for this position?

CW: assault, kidnapping

My heart is still racing. This all happened about an hour ago.

The SO and I are planning a move in a couple months, and we are selling some things to get some extra cash together and minimize our clutter. I posted something on Facebook market and agreed to meet a guy in the parking lot of a nearby grocery store.

He rolls up next to my tiny sedan in the quintessential Creeper Van. White, no windows. He looks to be about 50. I had a bad experience when I was younger, so older guys make me uncomfortable. But I try to give him the benefit of the doubt. We chitchat a bit. He asks me some personal questions, but nothing that would raise any alarms if I weren't already on edge. I tell him I'm going to text my SO to let them know what's going on. I actually queue up 911, just in case.

Then, he asks me to PUT THE ITEMS IN HIS VAN WHILE HE HOLDS THE DOOR OPEN!!! Nope. Nope, nope, nope. Fuck that. I tell him I don't want to be that guy, but I'd rather not. He understands, but he has medical reasons. I tell him it's less than five pounds. He takes it, laughs it off, and leaves. I got in my car, locked the door, and sat there, crying and shaking for fifteen minutes. I spent the drive home glancing in the rearview mirror every two seconds.