Who are the people in your neighborhood?

Mine consist of creepy folks who think they know me.

People of M-town: YOU don't know me. You don't know me at all. AHHH AH! AHH AH!



(That song takes on a whole new meaning in light of recent events.)

Seriously, over the past few weeks, I have had multiple people ask if they know me, if I was related to someone they know, and where they have seen me before.

My response:
No. No. And I have NO clue. Please stop following me around the grocery store.

Does anyone else have this problem? Seriously. Do you?
I know, based on my Southern upbringing, that I am perchance friendlier to strangers, but a smile and nod do not mean I went to high school with your third cousin's sister's bff. Tell me, what must I do? I am pretty sure that these interactions are the beginning phases of being stalked...like, for reals. And no one wants that. No one.