was walking around the garage and i purposely make noise, i mean my steps are pretty fucking loud we're supposed to do that because it's better to have someone who's not supposed to be there hear you coming and then take off vs coming up and surprising them which could put someone into fight or flight. I hear this weird ass "weeUuuUw" sound, then hear "mwah, mah", realize it is some guy who drops supplies to a retail space here every morning and he's the one making these weird noises. He's standing at his trunk and im right fucking there then he takes a huge key bump of presumably coke super loud, tilts his head back and makes those weird noises again and spins in a circle inhaling it down even more. I just walk off like, wtf?
How'd he not see me or hear me? that guys entire fucking existence was his drugs he was so oblivious it was ridiculous. Or maybe he just doesn't give a shit? Now im watching him on camera he just closed his door, tried to open it, unlocked it opened it, then locked it and closed it again, now he's unlocking it again wtf