I was in a corner drug store. A woman was in front of me checking out. I was standing, I believed, a normal distance. I had no interest in her other than I had to wait for her to finish her transaction.
She turned around and accused me of 'breathing on her neck'.
I didn't deliberately breath on her neck nor did I believe was close enough to her for her to believe I was breathing on her neck.
Luckily nothing came of it other than her making the claim and her watching me until she left.
Shoulda started doing some heavy breathing and staring. Give the loony NYC bitch something to be leery of.