True Stories That Could Be on Netflix’s Must-Watch List

I was on the train when a man sat across from me, staring. I left and got off early to lose him. 5 minutes later, my husband called me in a panic: “Were you on the train?!” I said yes. He shouted, “Return to the station now, you have met my boss and didn’t even say hi to him. He just called me and was upset about it !” I was confused. I asked him what he meant. But then I froze when he sent me a photo of his boss,

—it was that same guy who’d been staring at me the whole train ride. I told my husband his boss was a creep who had made me feel uncomfortable. He tried to brush it off,
saying the guy just has a weird way of looking at people and didn’t mean any harm. Then he added that he’s been working toward a promotion for months and this isn’t the time to upset his boss,

He told me to go back and say hi—that his boss was probably still at the station or walking slowly to the office. I told my husband I don’t need to suck up to anyone, especially someone who made me feel so uneasy—and I hung up.

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