My mom did not want myself and others to labor as a delivery driver, because she thought it was a dangerous task for a woman. She was distraught that I would get mugged or raped while I was on a delivery. I tried to tell our mom not to worry, but she insists that I have to be careful at all times. My mom’s advice rang in our ears a couple of weeks ago when I encountered a concern that had myself and others easily shaken up. I labor for a marijuana delivery service in the city. I leave the delivery service twice a day with orders. I usually have 8 or 10 deliveries to take to customers. I left the marijuana dispensary plus I had a car full of deliveries. The first 1 went downtown. The buyer was on the 6th floor of an house building. I had to park our car in the garage plus walk up. I do not care for parking our car in the garage, because I can’t watch it from the street plus I do not guess if someone is breaking into our vehicle. I am responsible for all of the marijuana inside of the car at all times, then after I left the house building, I headed downtown to another address that was only a few blocks away. I noticed someone pull out of the parking garage behind myself and others plus the same car followed myself and others all the way to our next delivery. I thought it was easily strange, especially when the car stopped at the end of the road, when I came back out to the car after delivering marijuana products, I noticed the car at the end of the street. I was supposed to make another marijuana delivery about 5 Mi away, however I drove back to the store instead.