My bum was invaded by a lovely hand on the bus yesterday morning. At first I thought, ok, this person behind me clearly lost his balance and happened to grace my bum with his hand. But no, that was not the case. The SOB continued to "accidentally" touch my bum until I turned around and gave him the stink eye and the "if you don't stop right now I will knee you where the sun don't shine." It stopped, especially after I blocked my bum with my purse. The bus was SUPER crowded yesterday. I hardly had room to breath, let alone defend myself from creepos. Yuck. Doesn't discourage me though. I still love the bus.