Metro is full of Creepy after 9am

[hp_speculation]

So, I was running late today because I forgot that Jenny won't be taking to work on appointed days for the next two weeks. Silly me! And so I was running a tad late, which was fine until I got to the Red Line. Man that smelled like pot sat next to me and I decided to think nothing of it until something he'd been writing was placed in my hands and he tapped me on the shoulder and urged me to read his little love note (I had sensed doom the moment he'd opened up his notepad to write):
"Hello I'm Ark I Almost Married A Healthy Beautiful Lady Like You I Like Your Style She Was --- Pretty Like You. Please Call Me [CreepyMan's #]"

Cue me looking up at him and blinking (though he couldn't see it due to my sunglasses being on). And then he proceeded to tell me how pretty he thought I was and how much he liked me and how if I ever wanted a friend, I could call his number and could he have my number? no? okay, then I should call him. And then... he sat next to me... the entire ride.

Oh, you creepy pot-smelling crazy. Go away!!!!

I wanted to just get off at the next stop to get away from him, but I didn't want to lose more time getting to work, so I waited for my stop. He didn't even get up. He made me squeeze by him so I could leave. *shudder* Ick.

ETA: And on an unrelated note. I'm having the worst cramps I've ever had in my life. ... And oddly, I'm thankful for that.