Rant #1
this crazy guy that sometimes rides the same bus i do sat next to me
this morning. i always avoid eye contact with him bc he is clearly a
nutjob, but somehow that wasn’t enough today. he sat down and
said, “i don’t usually tell people this, but i like the smell of your
perfume.” omg. at first i said, “i’m not wearing any perfume!” but he
didn’t hear that so instead i said “thank you”. then he started saying some
crap about whatever and i stopped listening and looked out the window.
then he got up and moved to another seat.
am i a bitch? i don’t care. don’t talk to me, crazy people! i don’t
want to know if you like my perfume.
