{"id":7751,"date":"2011-12-03T07:57:25","date_gmt":"2011-12-03T06:57:25","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.breigh.com\/wordpress\/?p=7751"},"modified":"2011-12-03T08:03:01","modified_gmt":"2011-12-03T07:03:01","slug":"ever-felt-like-you-were-being-watched","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.canadutch.nl\/blog\/archives\/7751","title":{"rendered":"Ever Felt Like You Were Being Watched?"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"Rainbow<\/a>
\nThe above photo shows you what I see when I look out my living room window.\u00a0 We live across from a seniors complex and I\u2019ve posted a few times about how I feel a bit like we live in a goldfish bowl<\/a>.\u00a0 When you are sitting on my sofa, this is what you see\u2026<\/p>\n

\"Window<\/a>
\nOk, without the window cleaning brush, I mean.\u00a0 The buildings are quite a lot closer than they look in the first photo, so it\u2019s pretty easy to look into each other\u2019s windows, and that has always bugged me.<\/p>\n

It has never bugged me more, however, than it did this morning.\u00a0 By bugged I mean freaked me the hell out causing me to scream for Xander to come to the living room right away!<\/p>\n

I may have over reacted, I don\u2019t know, but here\u2019s what went down.<\/p>\n

It was 7am and it was still pitch black outside.\u00a0 I was sitting on the sofa clipping the cat\u2019s nails, when I had a weird feeling.\u00a0 I looked out the window to the building across from us, which was mostly dark, with the exception of 2-3 windows that were lit up.\u00a0\u00a0 I glanced across the building and then like in a cartoon my view bounced back to one of the windows. There was someone standing there, just a silhouette in the window of a lit room.<\/p>\n

Was he\u2026 waving?\u00a0 No, he can\u2019t be, he must be just wiping some condensation from the window or something.<\/p>\n

Why does he keep wiping that same spot?<\/p>\n

I think he is<\/em> waving, is he waving to me??\u00a0 No, it can\u2019t be.<\/p>\n

I whisper yelled to Xander in the Lego Lair, like a loud hiss \u201cXANDER I THINK ONE OF THOSE PEOPLE ACROSS FROM US IS WATCHING ME!\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

I\u2019m not sure what I was expecting, it was only 7am but I expected something a little more than \u201cThat\u2019s nice Honey\u201d.<\/p>\n

I continued to go about my business, stopping Spencer<\/a> from clawing me to shreds while I clipped his nails, all the while rolling my eyes painfully upward to be able to see the dude in the window at the same time.\u00a0 I was watching him, but I didn\u2019t want him to know that I was watching him watching me!<\/p>\n

The pattern continued, waving his hand in front of the window and then\u2026 why does he keep putting his hands up to his face like that?\u00a0 What is he doing? Oh there, he\u2019s waving again, hands back up in front of his face.\u00a0 Waving.\u00a0 Hands up to eyes\u2026 HANDS UP TO EYES\u2026 OMG HANDS UP TO FRIGGIN EYES!!!<\/p>\n

\u201cXANDER XANDER OMGGETINHERE THIS DUDE HAS BINOCULARS!!!!!! OMG HE\u2019S WATCHING ME WHAT A FREAK GET IN HERE YOU GOTTA COME QUICK!!!\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

***\u00a0 silence ****<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cHELLO?!!!! YOU GOTTA COME NOW RIGHT NOW COME LOOK THERE HE GOES AGAIN OMG HE IS WAVING! HE\u2019S LOOKING THROUGH THE BINOCULARS AGAIN. HE IS WATCHING ME XANDERRRRRRRRRRRRRR!\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

Meanwhile, I\u2019d totally lost my cool and forget to pretend I wasn\u2019t watching him watching me. I was full on running back and forth to the window, waving my arms and turning to hissscream to my husband.\u00a0\u00a0 Now that I look back on it, the guy was probably so glad that he got his binoculars out on this morning in particular because I was giving him an Emmy winning performance.<\/p>\n

I went and turned off the light, HA! I’ll show him!, I thought.\u00a0 I grabbed my point and shoot camera and tried to zoom in as best I could.\u00a0 I\u2019m so incredibly clever and sneaky, I\u2019m going to catch him in the act!\u00a0 As I pressed the shutter halfway down and saw the little red light reflecting on the window, I knew what was coming.\u00a0 I only knew a split second before it happened, which was the longest split second of my life because I couldn\u2019t stop it.<\/p>\n

**************** FLASH ****************\u00a0 DAMMIT!<\/p>\n

I had forgotten to turn the flash off before trying to take the photo.\u00a0\u00a0 SHIT SHIT!! \u00a0Oh no now he\u2019s really on to me! \u00a0Drat!<\/p>\n

He was waving, oh god\u2026 oh no there he goes with the binoculars again!<\/p>\n

I quickly turned off the flash, whipped the P&S up in front of me and hoped for the best.<\/p>\n

\"freak\"<\/a>
\nSo creepy, so creeeepy!\u00a0 After getting this photo I scurried back to my chair (which is out of view from the window) and uploaded the photo and share my story.\u00a0 SO CREEPY!\u00a0 Don\u2019t you think that\u2019s creepy?!<\/p>\n

I mean yeah we all have moments where we walk by houses and will peep in the window if the curtains are open.\u00a0 We don\u2019t STOP and cup our hands to the window and watch what\u2019s going on inside.\u00a0 We don\u2019t bring a lawn chair down the street and sit on the sidewalk with a box of popcorn and watch our neighbours play Scrabble.<\/p>\n

Why does this person think it\u2019s ok to look in our windows with binoculars?\u00a0 Ok, it\u2019s possible that he wasn\u2019t watching me, maybe he was looking somewhere else but I could FEEL it, I know he was!\u00a0 Nobody in any of the flats around me in the building are ever up at this hour and you can just tell when someone is watching you, ya know?\u00a0 *Shudder*<\/p>\n

I may never open my curtains again.\u00a0 Ever.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

The above photo shows you what I see when I look out my living room window.\u00a0 We live across from a seniors complex and I\u2019ve posted a few times about how I feel a bit like we live in a goldfish bowl.\u00a0 When you are sitting on my sofa, this is what you see\u2026 Ok, …<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":7753,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[8],"tags":[416,90,69,108,412],"class_list":["post-7751","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","","category-life-in-nl","tag-casa-soldaat","tag-idiots","tag-neighbours","tag-scary","tag-weirdness"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.canadutch.nl\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7751","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.canadutch.nl\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.canadutch.nl\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.canadutch.nl\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.canadutch.nl\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=7751"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/www.canadutch.nl\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7751\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7756,"href":"https:\/\/www.canadutch.nl\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7751\/revisions\/7756"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.canadutch.nl\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/7753"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.canadutch.nl\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=7751"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.canadutch.nl\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=7751"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.canadutch.nl\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=7751"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}