I was waiting at the bus stop for 20 minutes. I had just missed one. It was windy, cool & sunny. Many types of vehicles were zooming by.
Finally, another bus came. It was 8 minutes late. The bus was practically empty. I was the 4th passenger. I went all the way to the back, & I sat in the seats that were sitting sideways. We rode a few stops, & more passengers were either being dropped off or picked up along the way.
There was a young woman, named Rosita. She came & sat directly across from me. There were plenty of other empty seats. Especially in the front. I was looking straight ahead, trying to see when my stop would come up. She looked like she was in a daydream. She was staring slightly to her left, looking sort of upwards. Maybe she was doing the same thing that I was. Or, maybe she was sightseeing.
I don't know why Rosita kept REPEATEDLY giving me the "hate-anger" look, like as if I'm "forbidden to look". I don't know what made her believe that I was staring at her, when I wasn't. She kept giving me intimidating, threatening looks for no reason. She kept looking at me like she wanted to take my life, or something. If she was THAT bothered or "paranoid", then why didn't she go & sit somewhere else?
Finally, she got off the bus to go to her job. She works at Arby's.
I was RELIEVED that she finally got off the bus, & the psychological torture was over with. But I was emotionally bothered by the situation all day long.
THE END