Okay, if someone famous was wearing a bucket hat half-way down their nose?!

And rumpled, wrinkled clothing; and they were creeping through the cars - would you be nervous, not knowing who they were!? I mean, it's dark and he comes up to me and says - "good evening!.!.!.!.!.where's my car!?" And I love to help people, but I hadn't recognized him yet and I have been attacked before by a guy I DID know in the past, so I mumbled "I don't know!.!.!." and hurried to my car, looking over my shoulder the whole way!. But with each step I kept thinking that he looked familiar in some way!. I drove off, but looked over my shoulder to see that he was looking like he was approaching a couple, but at the last minute, turned and looked RIGHT AT MY CAR!. We made eye contact for a second!. I went home, watched a movie and fell asleep!. When I woke up on the couch it suddenly dawned on me who he is!. I wanted to say, "Aaaaaaaaaaargh! Dude, my phone number is on my bumper in bright blue - just call me and quit sneaking around!. But tell me who you are so I don't act stupid again, please!?" (Sigh)Www@Enter-QA@Com

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