They keep...pestering me.

[He's tried to be polite about it, but he's about run out of polite at this point.]

It's like they want me to either laugh or cry and they're going out of their way to try to make me and if they aren't doing that, they're trying to get at my hair for some reason. They were intent on trying to steal something from someone else I spoke to. I can't even guess what they'll want from you.