A letch at the bus stop- the tale of a sad city...


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Hauling ass to the bus this morning... we got off at Angel to change onto the 30... had a wee chat with our new found French friends who sell coffee and pain au chocolate outside the station. Nice guys. So there we stand in the crowds of people in the gloomy rain... out of the corner of my eye I spot this man who makes kissy kissy actions in my direction... Hazel and I laughed it off and ponder what on earth he could possibly be thinking he could gain by doing this. We thought nothing of it... not but a minute later, he's bumbled through the people and planted himself right next to us and continues his suggestive antics. We were like... hello? you freaking nutter! So we make a loud statement something to the lines of 'it's rather unfortunate that some people are just so rude and intrusive' and walked to the other side of the bus shelter.... Yea, you guessed it. Not but a few moments later he was there again, right in our faces. At that point the bus arrived which was a pretty good thing because at that point I was ready to throttle him. Sicko!

The thing that disheartens me more than his unacceptable letching over two women at a bus stop in the early morning, is the fact that there were so many people around and no one did anything. I mean, if some guy was doing that to another woman and I was there I would certainly pipe up and make it very clear that his actions were not acceptable and that he should sod off... not a man or a woman said a thing... no one wanted to interfere...that is the saddest of all.