Back off, Boots

It's not the first time it's happened but today was worse than ever. And while I couldn't turn around and tell him where to go, I'm blogging about it instead. 

Popped into Boots today on Tottenham Court Road in London and as soon as I walked in the store the security guard started to follow me.  I walked over to the aisle where all I wanted to do was price a posh face wash before going to SuperDrug to see if it was cheaper there (it usually is). He followed me, he stood and he watched me as I checked out the price.

"Look!" I wanted to say to him, but obviously didn't. "I'm not a shoplifter, mate! I've never stolen anything in my life before, ever! Stop following me!" But I just kept quiet and walked out. 

Anyway SuperDrug were cheaper, just by 4p, but at least there was no officious stalker by the door.