A few nights ago, at 4 AM actually, I was walking down the street. As I passed a gas station, intending to cross a highway, some guy starts yelling "Hey! ..... HEY!!!" at me, like a lunatic. He said "hey" a few times, each time he sounded more hostile. I ignored him, then looked back at him after he gave up trying to get my attention.
He was standing off to the side of the gas station mini-mart's front entrance, a shifty presence in the shadows, wearing a snorkel coat and holding a plastic bag.
My name is not "Hey" and I don't respond well to a stranger, looking losery, yelling at me, that early in the morning. I lost count of all the strikes against him.
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