you are walking to your car after a super long day. Thinking about who knows what, you realize almost too late that a creepy silver car is following you. When you stop to ponder what this could mean, the car drives up to you, rolls down the window, and politely asks, "are you leaving?" This is the moment you realize that you are being used for your parking spot. You kindly oblige, hop in the backseat and have some seriously awkward small chat. The socially different man drops you off and you drive away. Then you say you to yourself, "wow I just broke all rules regarding 'stranger danger'."
I may or may not have truly become a zoobie today.