Yesterday I was in a local convenience store having a quick pizza, and I picked a seat by the window where I could keep an eye on my car, because why not? It's a white 2010 Roadster with a red TESLA decal set, which I think it's pretty striking — not something you'll see every day.
While I was eating, I was startled to see a black Model 3 pull into the lot. I think it's the first time I've even seen a 3 out here in small-town rural Texas. He parked next to my Roadster, with an empty space between them, and I thought. . . Cool! He's gonna check it out.
But then this young guy got out of the 3, and he didn't even seem to glance at my car, but he went straight for the front door of the building. Well, maybe he really needs to use the restroom urgently? But no. . . He barely seemed to look around inside the store, then he was right back out to his car, and he got back in, and he started to back out of the space.
Then, as he stopped to put it in drive, he paused long enough to hold up his phone and take a snapshot of my car through his windshield. Then he drove away.
Most peculiar behavior. It was obvious that taking a look at my car was the only reason he stopped. Yet, he was very determined to not be seen openly admiring it, not to walk around it, not to stand out in the open taking a picture. Dude, you are no ninja, and there's no need to be self-conscious.