Today I had walked my puppy and she'd settled and fallen asleep so I took advantage of the moment (if I'd headed home she be doing puppy parkour and I wouldn't have been able to concentrate on the important Mumsnet daily chores.
A car pulled up and parked in the other side of the car park and a mid 20s male got out and started wandering around as though waiting for someone. I did the obvious and didn't make eye contact but I was aware of his presence, and he of mine.
After a short while he moved his car alongside to mine, facing the same way, I thought nothing of it as he'd moved it from a sunny space to a shaded spot.
He then was hanging around the front of his car I thought still waiting to be joined by someone.
Realisation dawned and he's there stroking his penis.
I immediately put phone into record mode and started filming him, sadly I didn't catch the act.
He jumped in his car and gesticulated "what's your issue" at me.
I wound down the window and asked him if he enjoyed intimidating women.
"I was only having a piss"
"no no you were stroking it"
"I didn't know you were in there"
"yes you did, you really did"
"you've got black out windows"
"only on the back, you knew full well I was there"
"I was only having a piss"
"you were doing it deliberately, it's all on dash cam and on this recording - old women don't stand for this shit these days"
He then sped off. And I stopped recording.
I followed him, absolutely raging. No idea what I hoped to achieve but the adrenalin was flowing.
I caught up with him at some lights but lost him after he did and illegal turn after he spotted me.
While at the lights I'd pulled badly over a keep clear area to keep up with him, and a woman trying to get into McDonald's gave me the eyebrow, so I rolled down the window and told her I was following a man who'd just flashed at me. She understood.
I've had lots of glorious puppy cuddles and feel like it's not even going to affect my well being for more than a moment of time, though his face and hairless groin keeps flitting into my consciousness.
I'm at the hairdressers atm, I'll call 101 asaic. His car is taxed, mot-ed and insured so he's likely to be traced, if the police decide to investigate.
Not really sure why I'm posting here but I'm so fucking proud of how I feel. Angry, amused(the old women comment still giving me the chortle), proud that it hasn't
affected my mental state like the previous 4 similar incidents, which left me scared and anxious.
So AIBU to be proud of not letting this gutter critter intimidate me?