My girlfriend and I left a downtown restaurant this evening and had to wait for the bus in the rain. The two of us were sharing an umbrella when some creepy guy with a huge grin on his face started to make his way toward us from just a few feet away. I assumed he was just going to ask for some spare change. What he ended up doing was making his way under our umbrella with the intention to share it with us until the bus arrived. I immediately told him he could not share our umbrella and he just laughed it off and mentioned that he just thought he would give it a try.
The bus finally came and as I was getting on he called me an a**hole. Now some may think I was being rude, but picture some tall, creepy-looking guy tall enough to have to hunch over to fit inches from your face.
A woman went between cars on the subway while it was moving. She had tons of bags, smelled like urine, and was yelling the second she entered the car. As the train comes to a stop she turns toward me, spits in my face and gets off the train.
I was waiting for the bus to take me home at around like 9pm and these 2 teen boys probably around 16-17 (im 19yrs old) came over to the bus stop and started saying s**t like "hey sexy" "you want to go to my place later" I told them to shut up and they did.
But they followed me onto the bus, I sat in the middle and the 2 teens go on the bus one in front seat of me and one sitting behind me. The one infront of me turned around and grabbed my boob and I just yelled and the one behind me was playing with my hair. Bus driver stops the bus, but before the bus driver got up, an old guy (probably like 60+) got up and flashed a holstered gun and told the kids to get the f**k off the bus before he blows em away. The kids just took off running, never saw em again.
Police came and the old guy had a permit or something to legally carry a gun with him
I got on a mostly empty bus and sat down. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw someone get up, cross the aisle, and sit down in the seat behind me. Thought that was weird, but put it out of my mind.
The bus starts moving. A few minutes later, I feel something brush my side. Look down. The dude who'd moved to sit behind me had reached around my seat to touch me.
I turned around and gave him a WTF look. He sat back and muttered a quick apology. I shrugged it off as something odd, resumed staring out the window.
Few minutes later, it happens again.
I turn around and say loudly, "Keep your hands to yourself." Then I get up and move to a seat in the frontmost row.
The bus stops to take on more passengers. Someone sits next to me. I do not look up to see who it is.
Then I feel a hand on my knee. I look over, and it is the creeper.
So I shout, "KEEP YOUR F**KING HANDS TO YOURSELF!"
He mutters, "I ain't doing anything! It was an accident!
A woman nearby has seen and heard the whole thing. She gets up and starts yelling at the guy. He starts yelling back. Bus driver notices and informs the dude that he'll be getting off at the next stop. Creeper is still shouting at that other lady. She lets him know that she'll be getting off to kick his ass.
The driver makes him get off at the next stop. The woman follows. I like to think she beat his ass. She looked like she could have.
The very first time I rode the bus I was sitting in the back and this crazy old man sat next to me. He was intoxicated and said "Hey man, i'm sorry man" I said "For what?" "I killed your people man..back in 'nam. With these hands man..these F**KING HANDS." I'm asian and I was pretty freaked out. He kept saying he was sorry and then when he got to his stop he said "TELL YOUR PEOPLE I'M SORRY." Then he stood outside the bus and saluted me.
While I was flying home during the holidays last year the person sitting next to me kept falling asleep and leaning on my shoulder. I asked one of the flight attendants if I could move to an empty seat because he had done it 5 or 6 times in an hour after i asked him to stop. He turns his head and says, "I wasn't falling asleep."
I am a little big boned, and usually have to sit a little off the seat on the NYC bus. One day, on a busy rush hour bus, at the 42nd street stop a woman comes on the bus and sat on my knee. She was late 30's, dressed like she works in a nice office, by all accounts normal, except she sat on my knee. I didn't say anything for two blocks (genuine SAP moment), tried to gather the courage to say something for the next two blocks, then she got up and left. No one said a word, or even looked at us.
I was waiting for a bus in London at around 11pm one night. I was alone at the bus stop until a man in a hoody, sporting a backpack walked up to the stop. He stood at the opposite end of the bus stop and looked over at me in a sort of creepy way. Not wanting to assume he was crazy, but still being wary from past experiences of nearly being raped, I casually pulled out my pepper spray and loaded it. He took off his backpack and pulled a pair of gloves and a rope from it, put the gloves and backpack one and then began wrapping the rope around his left hand. I got really freaked out, so I stepped off the pavement to run across the street. Luckily my bus came at that moment, so I ran like a crazy woman onto it and sat down. While the bus was pulling away I looked out the window at the scary man and he was staring at me intensely, with the rope wrapped around his left hand and his right holding it taut. I called my bf after the experience and he just laughed and said I was lying.
I was taking the last bus home from a friend's house at about 1 am. The bus is completely empty except for me and the bus driver until we get to a stop about 15 minutes from my house. A man gets on holding an animal carrying cage, sits directly next to me, and pulls a large, fuzzy rabbit out of the cage. He then sticks the rabbit DOWN THE FRONT OF HIS SWEATPANTS and smiles creepily at me until I get off the bus.
I was waiting for the bus late at night, when a guy with a trenchcoat approached me, and whispered "Psst - Hey... want some meat?" I immediately thought he was going to flash me, but before I could react, he opened his trenchcoat to reveal... meat. Actual meat, in styrofoam packages, in his trenchcoat pockets! Ground meat, chicken.. all kinds of meat.
Didn't even know what to say. I mumbled something about being a vegetarian and ran to a nearby convenience store.
...I actually think it may have been LESS creepy if he flashed me.
I was riding a city bus home from school reading the chapter about pointers in a C++ textbook (I thought I was a f**king genius when I was 12) and an old smelly homeless guy sits right next to me and starts explaining how pointers work. I had asked several people to explain it to me earlier that day but damn that hobo gave the best explanation.
I used to take the 10PM 92 bus in DC (nightly to work) and those familiar with DC bus routes know that the 92 goes by Capitol hill then over the Anacostia river into the less well off, 98% black neighborhoods of South East. Almost always after Capitol Hill/Barracks Row there no white people left in the bus. But often there was this cute white girl (20-25) that crossed the river with us. I never paid much attention to her or anybody else on the bus ride but I always noticed regular passengers... and white faces. Having boarded somewhere further up U St she always had a window seat and I'd rather stand than have to get up when she gets to her apartment across from the Anacostia Library. This went on for months; board, notice 10p regulars, get a window seat (always crack a window to fight the funk), read a story.
Then one day I sat next to her and shit hit the fan. After a long hard day of play and not sleeping I was on my way to work again (only too tired to stand/waiting for a window seat). Luckily after a few stops a seat opens next to white girl and I thankfully take it. Then I open a boring Nat Geo magazine story and begin to plow it but instead it plows me and I doze away. For some strange reason the time between falling asleep and dream was greatly abbreviated on this day. Within 5 to 10 minutes of sleep I'm dreaming of falling which startles me and I start flailing my arms to catch myself. Luckily the cliff I was falling from had meaty walls. Long story long I wake up to my right hand holding a chunk of lone white girl thigh too close to crotch.
She starts screaming and cussing and I'm shocked and speechless. Too shocked to apologize or explain anything. After a few moments of hysterical woman and bumbling idiot the driver pulls the bus over and funny ghetto people are making funny cracks at my expense. Nobody buys my story, all the teens are guffawing, deathly stares from adults and the bus driver is threatening to call the police if I don't alight immediately. I was in no mood for waiting for another bus since doing so would mean getting to work 30+ mins late. This goes on for a few minutes until the call is being placed and all passengers are irate at sitting on a stationary bus. So I gave in and got off the bus.
There is a guy who rides on the Red Line in Chicago who will ask to look at your shoes. Do not let him do this. He bends down and starts licking them. One of my friends got his shoes licked, then he asked another one who was wearing sandals. This apparently has happened to several people I know.
I took the bus from Ottumwa Ia, to Iowa City... total time on the bus was 11 hours.
I road the entire trip in the back of the bus, at one point i woke from a nap, nobody was on the bus. No driver, no passengers, no left over luggage except mine. Bus was parked in a gas station parking lot, gas station was closed and obviously been closed for years.... imagine an old time gas station at crossroads in the middle of nowhere iowa.
Spent around 15 minutes.. seemed like hours wondering what the fu**?
eventually a car showed up and the new driver jumped on the bus and said "hey, sorry overslept".
I was on the L train in NY, which seems to be the top choice for public transport crazies, just sitting and letting my eye wonder through the crowd as tends to happen when I'm thinking. It was just your typical end of the work day crowd and all was normal until I spotted a bare penis. Fully erect. Secured flat against this standing guy's abdomen with what can only be described as a cling wrap thong that he was wearing underneath his suit, the fly wide open, the pants still kept on with his belt. I didn't want to give him the satisfaction of letting it show on my face that I noticed, so I just let my eye wonder on to less creepy scenery.
I had a guy on the E line compliment my green hair, and he said "my mom would kill me if I did something like that" and I said "you should do something rebellious anyway!" and then as I'm about to get off he says "I did" and swings around so I see his other arm and he was missing his arm from the elbow down.
This guy just kept staring at me on the train. I confronted him and he threatened to cut me up into little pieces and send the pieces to my family. A death threat would be creepy enough but this guy was so specific.
I fell asleep on a bus and woke up to a very old, scary-looking woman caressing my cheek with a very loving touch as she whispered "I've missed you so much." She thought I was her son who died 30 years ago.
I was standing on the train platform and I see this crazy homeless guy that looked like uncle fester standing across from me (with 4 tracks between us). He sees me and walks over so he's directly across from me. He was GLARING at me with rage for some reason. I looked away because it was freaking me out when all of a sudden something hits me in the chest. He fucking threw a penny at me. Across 4 sets of train tracks! I was impressed and terrified at the same time.
So I was thirteen, flying by myself for the first time. I'm at the gate, waiting to get on and I'm watching this guy who is wearing a white sweatshirt pulled over his head and sunglasses on top of the sweatshirt. He is running back and forth on those people movers, racing a bottle of sprite that he sits on the railing and laughing like a madman. Now, this isn't the type of flight where you have an assigned seat, you just got on according to when you checked in and sat where ever you want. So I get on the plane and who sits next to me but the hooded man. He sits down, takes off his sunglasses and his hood revealing a red bandanna he has tied around his head. The plane hasn't even taken off yet and he pulls out a little black book with pages and pages of numbers written in it. So he starts writing numbers in it and muttering the numbers under his breath. At that point, I was freaked out, but I mean, you see interesting people on planes, whatever. So the plane takes off and the guy pulls out a series of maps which he begins to tear to pieces and shove in the pocket of the seat in front of him. When he ran out of maps, he pulled his notebook back out and kept writing, this time throwing his head back and laughing every so often. A stewardess eventually came over and asked him to keep it down because he was disturbing other passengers. To which he quickly apologized, then he reached in his bag and pulled out a cigar. He didn't light it, he just kept it in his mouth and continued writing numbers. All of this was nothing compared to his final act. He had gotten a glass of water from the flight attendant and reached into his bag to pull out more maps and a little leather sack. In the sack, was a Swiss army knife and a lighter. He used the lighter to set pieces of the map of fire then dropped them in the glass of water. This of course created smoke, and alerted the flight attendants to his activities. Needless to say, his bags were taken from him and he was taken away to sit with the flight attendants in the back of the plane.
When my Mom was in her twenties she used to ride the bus to work. On the way home one day she sitting there minding her own business and a man in 50s or so got on with a large sack of groceries. He sat down beside her and put the bag on his lap. A few minutes later my Mom heard someone breathing heavily an looked over to see the man looking at her and jacking off. He got off at the next stop, I don't know if he finished.
My friends and I were getting on a tram and as one of my friends went to sit down some guy pushed her out of the way and sat were she was going to sit. He winced as he sat and the stood up and there was a dirty syringe sticking out his hip. Guy looked like he was going to pass out.
One night I was coming home late. A man got on the train. There was only one other person on the train besides this guy and myself. He sits across from me and leans forward. He then proceeds with the typical speech "Ey girl you got a boyfriend?"
For some reason I decided to engage him in this conversation rather than ignore him (he had crazy eyes and I didn't want to piss him off). His comments became increasingly inappropriate i.e. naming specific sexual acts he would do to me. Then he says, "Girl what you got between them legs. You gonna show me?" I had no idea what to say and was starting to become afraid. Thankfully the other person on the train decided to stand up for me and told him to back off. He told the guy to watch his manners when he spoke to a lady. Then he came and stood by my side until the creepy guy got off the train. I couldn't believe this kid stood up for me though... he was dressed like the typical 18 year old gangsta. He didn't even hit on me once the guy got off he just said, "I'm so sorry you had to deal with that. There's no reason you should have to deal with that." He told me to be safe and got of at the next stop. That experience definitely proved to me that you shouldn't judge people on something as trivial as their clothing.