I don’t mean right up the driveway, just that they seem to be taking all the same turns as you until you get to your house. Nothing’s happened, and I’m sure they’re all coincidence, but it still slightly freaks me out when it happens.
My neighbour is frequently doing that to me. Other times he just drives slowly by my house. Creepy as fuck.
When someone is following me like that, I don’t go home/work/wherever. Often I’ll circle around a block about a half mile from my home or work. So far I’ve never had anyone keep following me.
However my wife did. The person started following her from work a little after midnight. After noticing the car, she drove to a police station and started beeping the horn. The following car darted off and the police tried to find it without luck.
Normally it’s the other way around for me. I get behind some slowpoke driving through the neighborhood at 10 mph under the speed limit, so naturally they are going the exact same way I’m going.
I may notice it when someone is “following” me home but I honestly don’t give it much thought.
Your neighbor, who lives within a few doors of you, often takes the same streets as you do in order to arrive at nearly the same destination. That does sound creepy. :rolleyes:
Whoooooooooosh… there he goes again.
That’s what the oil slick and the caltrops are for: Keeping the hue and cry of pursuit at bay.
Last week a car followed me from a store parking lot through a bunch of surface streets – about 5 miles.
Instead of turning into my street I gunned down the road, made a really sharp turn at high speed and lost the guy. I doubt he was really following me, but . . .
When I lived in San Diego I inadvertently cut someone off on the freeway. The driver followed me off my exit and for miles through my neighborhood, brandishing a baseball bat and screaming obscenities. This was before cellphones were common, so I couldn’t call 911.
I finally found a 7-11 and, thank god, there was a cop car parked there (with cops inside the store). I screeched to a halt and booked it inside. Insane angry man left, presumably b/c he saw the cops.
So, I’m a bit paranoid 'tho this happened almost 20 years ago.
Tailgater? High-beam Fucktard? Possible stalker? Pull on over and let them by. The tailgaters are late for a funeral & you didn’t want an invite. High-beam Fucktards can’t shine them backwards. Stalkers will be dumb founded when you are behind them; they won’t know where to turn. When you turn, you’ll lose them.
And if they are neighbors? Smile, laugh, and invite them over! lol.
When I was in high school, and my buddies and I found ourselves without dates and bored, we would look for someone that was driving with excellent turn signal habits. We would then get in front of them and lead them. They would put on a signal turning left, we would then turn left. If they signaled turning right, we would turn right. Doing all of this while in front of them. When it was apparent that they were about to pull into their driveway, we would stop in front of their house and one of us would get out, and ask them why they were following us? They would just look at as flummoxed and say they were just coming home.
Pretty silly, but hey it entertained us for a while.
People generally don’t follow me because I drive the speed limit. Yeah, *HOW DARE I??? * They’re always in a hurry to get around me. It was even worse when I drove my Scion - it’s like the guys in their big-ass pickup trucks had to pass me lest their dicks shrivel… :rolleyes:
If I was truly worried that someone was following me into my neighborhood, I could take the first left, drive to the end and go left again, and I’d be back out on the main road. It’d be really obvious at that point, and I’d have plenty of options.
I’ve owned cars with a rear foglight. The only thing they were actually good for was pissing off tailgaters.
Ha, yes. I take public transportation to and from work, and work traditional hours, so naturally in the evening there is a crowd that goes from the station out into the residential streets and chances are there are at least a few that are headed to my block or even my building.
And it STILL sort of bugs me, because I like to use my walk home to think my thoughts or ponder whatever is happening in my own head, but there’s sometimes that awkward thing when you end up keeping pace with a neighbor and maybe they are feeling social pressure to chat? Or they arrive just ahead of you at the building, and you’re in that bad middle distance where they feel like they should hold the door, but you’re not THAT close, and it’s either let them stand there holding the door for what feels like ages, or you try to hurry up to get to a door that you don’t even want held for you in the first place.
^ This exactly.
Likewise. I have a 30-odd mile drive home and sometimes I’ll get someone in front of me early in who manages to lead me through 25+ miles of my commute. I’m sure they’re thinking that I’m looking to axe-murder them by 2/3rds of the way through but I just wanna get home.
I was once driving home late at night when I quickly moved into the right hand lane to make a turn and, a moment later, some SUV did the same and was following me. I made some abrupt lane changes to see if he was actually following me or just a coincidence and he stayed behind me. After a mile or two of this, I finally turned into a gas station and parked near the door. Turns out it was an unmarked cop and I didn’t make a complete stop before making my right hand turn (on a red light). He said I was driving erratically and I said “Yeah, because I thought you were some pissed off guy looking to stomp my ass. That’s why I pulled in here – I was trying to figure out what the hell was wrong with you. Why didn’t you just pull me over a mile ago?” Then he let me go with a warning; I think he felt a little bad about the whole thing.
I have a 32 mile commute in each direction daily. I see certain vehicles from shortly before I get to the freeway until my exit two freeways later. A couple of them even get off at my exit and follow me into the business park where I (and presumably they) work. I only see one of them on the way home and not as many of them on Fridays, so the rest likely have different quitting times.
It doesn’t creep me out at all and some of us have taken to waving when we pass one another.
I’m glad I never had that idea when I was younger, because that sounds like something I would have done.
We didn’t always have the best judgement back then…
Just a couple of weeks ago, I was on my way into work when a car pulled out of a side road, right in front of me. I gave them my high beams, as you do, then settled in behind them.
As luck would have it, they ended up taking the same route as me for the next five miles, eventually turning right into the business park where I work. I could see the passenger kept turning to look behind at me, so I know they knew I was there. I think they thought I was coming to murder them or something - when I pulled in to the car park, they turned around and drove out again, fairly sharpish.
I felt a little bad for scaring them like that, but what was I supposed to do? They were going my way, after all. Still, serves them right for pulling out on me like that. 
It used to, but then my kids moved out.
I’m a bit paranoid sometimes, the voices tell me it’s the Meth but I just ignore them. When someone seems to be following me I won’t go to my house I’ll take a series of turns and see if they continue to follow me but nobody ever has. If I legitimately thought I was being followed like road rage or something the police station is only two miles or so from my house and there are a lot of cops in the area I live at the gas stations almost constantly. I know it’s mostly irrational because I’ve been the person behind someone else that I’m going the same way they are, it still creeps me out a little though.