I didn't, but let me finish, girls...!

So after he turned, I kept on shopping (not really, I was pretty jittery from the adrenaline)...but I made myself walk slowly, deliberately, checking out the pots and pans...the sheets, blankets...a store stocker came over and said she'd seen and heard what happened, and said "Boy, that guy was a dick, wasn't he? Do you need help or anything?" No, I was fine, then I remembered my friend is here, and she might want to know there's an ass-douche in our midst.
So I went and found her, gave her a gentle awareness, and then I noticed he was in the checkout line. I decided I'm not going to let him have
even the appearance of intimidating me, so I went to the front, and walked slowly by his checkout line, being sure to make eye contact and smile. By the time I got about 40' away, I heard him say, again loudly, "Boy, they're getting pretty bold, aren't they?"
More to come...