Monday Monday

My morning started out rough with a stranger in his sweatpants rubbing up on me on the el today. It was definitely a crowded el, but not that crowded buddy! Don't think I don't know why you are wearing sweatpants, weirdo. I was able to move over enough so that he was not touching me anymore. I was going to get off at the next stop to switch trains. I think my readjustment and "back up buddy" mean face gave him the hint he wasn't going to be able to continue rubbing up on me. Because at the next stop he got off the train and then ended getting back on at the other end. This is not the kind of thing that starts the week off on a good note.