I get on train plenty of time. Walk all way to front to avoid people.
Put headphones on and was in middle of registering for smartcard when saw man gesturing.
He was drunk and had Burger King bags and his girlfriend. Clearly wanted the 4 facing seats where I was.
A minute later he’s sat on the 5 flip-up seats nearby with her. I notice him looking at me for some reason.
I get my stuff together and walk to front of train. Stand in the vestibule.
They take the seats.
I don’t know why I attract grief and people like that. I wasn’t doing harm to anyone. I’m tired after working and had a bag of food shopping. It was nice for a few minutes to be comfortable.
Generally I find that people have to harass me. I don’t understand it. I don’t look for it. I don’t look at people commmunicate with people if possible.
Icing on cake was a twitter follower thinking it was fucking funny. Unfollowed and blocked. I take enough shit from people.
I’m admittedly not in good spirits, not feeling very good.
My elderly father is in hospital and I’ve had a hell of a time getting up and back to visit him. A Paisley bound bus deliberately didn’t display correct destination and left me and others standing best part of an hour last night. Very much could have done without that.
So, I was tired this morning, tired tonight and just wanting peace and left alone.
Sometimes I do despair.
Sometimes I want to beat people’s heads in until they are bloody.
That’s why I walked to the front of the train. I considered walking back to the man and woman a number of times as I was angry and frustrated at being hounded.
Sense holds me and stops me from that as I can’t lose my job, my kids, my life over people that are ignorant lie life scum.
As usual between Glasgow and Paisley, no conductor visible, no one to say I was harassed out the seat.
I have no idea what pleasure people get from that. I can only hope that they die an unpleasant long slow death one day. Hopefully soon.
Anyway back on with the living stuff.