I found this one more sad than creepy. The stereotype of the woman didn't bother me much. I found myself thinking that she would be one of those upper middle class white women who shop at Whole Foods stores, having a higher standard of education, and then taking off to do gourmet farming in the middle of nowhere at the first sign of trouble in the cities.
::blink:: Huh. That came out more bitter than I expected.
Anyway, I did like this story, only for the loneliness I felt exuding from her, and the apocalyptic feel of her possibly being the last person in the world with only broken ads to keep her company, and even that winding down. Sort of like the Discovery series "Life after death".