sick day #3

somebody on the bus today (sadly I must take the bus when I'm too sick to bike) shoved some pamphlet at me. He didn't bother to say "hi" or anything, I just felt the edge of something poking my arm and when I looked down I saw a pamphlet with clouds on it that said something about taking the right way. I'm usually pretty polite to weirdos but I reacted by pushing it back and yelling "no" repeatedly as if he were an overly friendly dog. I think it was because he had the gall to touch my arm with it. I'm pretty annoyed by any unnecessary crossing of physical boundaries on the bus. On the way home a guy kept tapping my shoulder but I was okay with it because he was only about 10 months old and adorable. Still, these are some of the many reasons why I bike.