The Perils of Late-Night Errands: A Cautionary Tale

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Ah, late-night errands. The time when the world is quiet, the stores are nearly empty, and you can walk through the aisles of Lowe’s without worrying about bumping into that one guy from high school who still thinks a mullet is a hairstyle choice. But then, sometimes, the world decides to throw a curveball at you. And that’s exactly what happened to one Reddit user who took to the GirlDinnerDiaries subreddit to share her harrowing experience of being followed after a mundane trip to the hardware store.

Let’s set the scene: picture a small-town girl, just trying to get some groceries, pet food, and a few odds and ends from Lowe’s. It’s nearly closing time, and she’s in and out, grabbing what she needs while simultaneously avoiding the wandering eyes of two dudes in the aisle. You know the type—those guys who seem to have a sixth sense for detecting a woman’s presence in a hardware store.

After a quick checkout, our protagonist finds herself in her car, just chilling and catching up with her spouse. You’d think this would be a relaxing moment, but then she gets that nagging feeling that every woman knows too well—the feeling that someone is watching you, even in the safety of your own vehicle. So, what does she do? She decides to stay put for a bit. Smart move, right?

But then the plot thickens. As she pulls out of the parking lot, she notices a massive GMC pickup truck tailing her. Now, if I were in her shoes, I’d probably be thinking, “Great, just what I need—a truck full of dudes who are clearly auditioning for the role of the creepy sidekick in a horror movie.” But she tries to rationalize it. Maybe they’re just in a hurry? Maybe they live in the same direction?

But as the lights change and the truck continues to mirror her every move, panic sets in. She starts to feel like she’s in a real-life game of cat and mouse, except she’s the mouse, and the truck is a giant, menacing feline with a penchant for stalking. After what felt like an eternity of driving in circles, she finally decides to make a left turn onto a small street, thinking that surely, this will throw them off her scent. Spoiler alert: it doesn’t.

At this point, our heroine is in full-on panic mode. She’s making random turns like she’s in some twisted game of Mario Kart, hoping to find a safe haven. With adrenaline pumping through her veins, she pulls up the nearest police station on her GPS. Because when in doubt, call for backup, right?

The winding road to the police station gives her a slight reprieve as she manages to lose the truck. But the emotional toll? That’s still looming ahead. After finally making it home, the adrenaline crash hits her, and she breaks down in tears. Because let’s be honest, nothing says ‘happy Saturday’ quite like a vegan carrot cake cupcake and a side of existential dread.

This story is a stark reminder of the realities many women face, even during the most mundane tasks. It’s not just about hardware stores or late-night errands; it’s about the constant vigilance that comes with being a woman in a world that can sometimes feel threatening.

So, what can we take away from this cautionary tale? First, always trust your instincts. If something feels off, it probably is. Second, maybe keep your late-night errands to a minimum—unless you’re going for that adrenaline rush. And lastly, never underestimate the power of a good cupcake to soothe the soul after a harrowing experience.

In the end, let’s all raise a cupcake to our fellow Redditor and to all the women out there navigating their own late-night errands. May your paths be clear, your trucks be empty, and your cupcakes always be delicious.


Inspired by: “Followed from a hardware store, crying in my car 🫠” (r/GirlDinnerDiaries)