So I must have a sign on my head that says weirdos talk to me.

Get on the bus this morning ipod on and sunglasses so I can be discreet (this is supposed to ward off people from making small talk...or so I thought)

Older man sits next to me..he’s prob in his 50s… I can tell he keeps glancing over at me and its making me uncomfortable. At one point he puts his hand in front of my face and starts waving. I take my earbuds out and he goes do you know what the weather is supposed to be today? Seriously… I say I don’t know but I don’t think it’s supposed to rain and he laughs and I put my ipod back on. He continues to glance over. Then does it again with the hand in my face and goes…ahh I’ve got 20 more blocks. Do I freaking care! he then tells me he likes my sunglasses. All the while he is leaning up and almost over the man in front of him reading his paper over his shoulder. Then the man puts it down for a second and the guy practically jumps up and goes can I read that and the man goes umm no I’m not done with it in this snooty voice. It was hysterical. He then does the hand thing again to me and goes this is the last time I'll bother you and he shows me his zipcard (which is like the car share thing where you can use it to rent cars) he asks if I know where the lot is for it… I swear to god… then I got off the bus. Not to mention the time where the "artist" kid with the mutter museum nose key chain wanted to go out right after we got off the bus...but that's another story

I guess I have to pretend I’m asleep from now on.