Right around when I first moved in, I was going to the corner store because my mom wanted ice cream. I ran back home and wasn't doing anything suspicious, just a normal 2 minute trip back. Right after I put the ice cream in the fridge, someone knocks on the door. I open the door and this guy starts yelling at me...he thought I was looking at his boyfriend (yes he's gay, he told me while yelling at me), here's the problem: I wasn't doing anything but running home because I had stuff to do. I told him this and this guy still thinks I was looking at his boyfriend (btw, he said he had "proof", the photo he took wasn't even of me bc I shaved a day prior and the guy he took a photo of had a full blown on mustache). My mom came to the door and told him I was straight (and if you happen to know about me and jemy, that's true). The guy walked away after that.
10 minutes later however, he came back with ANOTHER fake photo...I told him I've done nothing wrong, and he starts to get aggressive. If my mom wasn't there to stop me, I would've killed him outta anger, not joking.
The lesson here: never jump to conclusions
