Day 6: Letter to a Stranger

Dear Mr. At the Grocery Store,
Three days ago when i saw you, you attempted to talk to me. Sadly while you were trying to compliment me, you freaked me out. Maybe you didn't realize or maybe you are just a pervert but either way i was 16 and you were 30+. It was only the second time I had driven by myself and i was a bit nervous from that. All I wanted were 2 peppers, and a onion and i was done. I am sorry if you thought i was rude but honestly you scared me. If you were only meaning to compliment me and not hit-on me i appoligize for my misjudgement, but for now you just creep me out. When i go grocery shopping all i want is the food not a man 14 years older than me.
Thanks,
Shelby Hamm