<human>: I got back from my last class of the day about an hour ago, and ever since, I've been crashed on my couch, watching TV under a blanket and eating those mini pancakes you get in an 8-pack at Tesco. 

About 20 minutes into the show, I happened to glance out the front window, directly across from my couch, and my eyes wandered to the house across the street. To my surprise, some guy in a green t shirt was sitting with his arms crossed, in the upstairs window, watching me. I jumped a little, but figured he was just looking up from a book or something. Fast forward 2-3 more minutes, and he's still watching. Grinning, arms crossed all jauntily. I shifted a bit uncomfortably on the couch, because I was essentially stuffing my face with processed bread product and probably had about 8 chins at the time, and tried to focus on my show.

Every time I looked out the window for the next few minutes, he was still there, just staring! I started to get really annoyed. Who was this guy to be looking in my window? Fuming, I sat still for another 30 seconds, and then decided I'd had it. I threw off the blanket, stomped over to the window, threw it open, and shouted out, "Could you please just mind your own business and fuck off?!"

Right as a big group of prospective students and their parents, in the middle of a tour, walked by my house. Cue horrified stares, open mouths, etc. I turned bright red, but figured I'd just point out my creepy stalker and alleviate the awkwardness. It was at this precise moment that I realized the truth: the occupants of the house across the way had left out a large cardboard desk chair box, with a smiling college student, arms crossed, emblazoned on the side.

Can you give me a shortened version of the text?
<bot>: Thought I was being spied on while stuffing my face, accidentally scandalized a bunch of unsuspecting WASPs and their young.