On the bus recently...
- Me: -minding my own business writing in my notepad in Nordic Runes-
- Some Bitch: -sits down next to me and glances at my notepad-
- What kind of freak are you?
- -Glances at my legs-
- Oh, that kind of freak.
- Me: Excuse me? What did you just fucking say?
- Some Bitch: You're a freak. You're writing in code, you emo loser.
- Me: First of all, I'm writing in the Elder Futhark Runes. And secondly, don't fucking judge me by my scars.
- Bus driver: Do we have a problem back here, ladies?
- Some Bitch: (Yes, she actually fucking said this. I didn't believe it either) Yeah, we do. I don't want this emo freak anywhere near me.
- Me: I was here 20 fucking minutes before you!
- Bus driver: I understand, your problem, miss. Here, I'll escort you elsewhere.
- -Leads that fucking bitch straight off his goddamn bus-
- Have a lovely day.
- Me: -Gives bus driver hug-
- Bus driver: My daughter battled depression and self harm for 4 years. Nobody deserves to ever be treated like that.
