I had the WORST bart experience in my life this saturday.

a ghetto teenager boy comes up to me and says: hey my friend back there wants to talk to you in the grey sweater he likes you
me: uhm..hah..nooo thanks.
him: oh come on you didnt even look to see what he looks like, in the grey sweater...
me: nah its cool
him: he likes you, he thinks your sexy...he wants to get on top of you...he likes your shoes too..he loves vans and skateboarding..
me (at this point i'm worried): i'm gonna put my headphones on and hopefully you'll go away
him: why?
me: cuz i dont wanna talk.
him: bitch!

To know that not one person on my cart budged at the sight of this guy harrasing the shit out of me bothered me even more. Then to top it all off, two ladies diagnol of me looked at me as if it were my fault, like i was causing this guy to act this way. The people ahead of me must of been too drugged out to even turn their heads and wonder if i could fend off the guy by myself.