I took the Bart in San Francisco every day for a decade, definitely saw some things. Saw a guy take a shit between the cars. Saw someone flip off the rails and kick someone in the head.
The one I remember the most was during a busy morning commute, I had my headphones on and I see this older guy pushing through people to follow this younger woman. She kept moving up and down the train to get away from him. After seeing this a few times, I stepped in front of him and told him “I don’t know what’s going on, but she clearly doesn’t want to be near you, so you gotta leave her alone”. He snapped at me screaming that it was his daughter and I need to stay the fuck out of their family situation. Myself and a few others blocked him, and he got off at the next stop. When I asked the woman if she was okay, she said she had no relation to the guy and had never seen him. Scary stuff all around. Im assuming he was mentally ill and had some previous drama about losing his daughter, and something triggered in his brain when he saw that woman. I thought for sure I was gonna get stabbed that day, and if the train wasn’t so crowded I think things would’ve ended a lot differently.
I had a similar thing on a bus once, all the seats were full so there was a line of people standing down the middle aisle of the bus. There was an old homeless dude on one side and a young woman on the other side, and he was hassling her and kept reaching across the aisle and touching her, which she obviously didn’t want. The guy standing up nearest to them kept stopping the guy and sort of swatting his hand away whenever he tried. Then the bus stopped and the guy turned to the guy behind him and was like “This is my stop, you got this?” and then the next guy moved forward and started telling the guy off and swatting his hand away.
After that it just kept moving like a production line of us telling this creeper off and pushing his hand away. It didn’t seem to matter if those of us in the line were men or women, he was just really obsessed with this one person. So at least five people in front of me did it, then I did it, then the guy behind me took over when I had to leave. I have no idea how long it went on for lol.
I took the Bart in San Francisco every day for a decade, definitely saw some things. Saw a guy take a shit between the cars. Saw someone flip off the rails and kick someone in the head.
The one I remember the most was during a busy morning commute, I had my headphones on and I see this older guy pushing through people to follow this younger woman. She kept moving up and down the train to get away from him. After seeing this a few times, I stepped in front of him and told him “I don’t know what’s going on, but she clearly doesn’t want to be near you, so you gotta leave her alone”. He snapped at me screaming that it was his daughter and I need to stay the fuck out of their family situation. Myself and a few others blocked him, and he got off at the next stop. When I asked the woman if she was okay, she said she had no relation to the guy and had never seen him. Scary stuff all around. Im assuming he was mentally ill and had some previous drama about losing his daughter, and something triggered in his brain when he saw that woman. I thought for sure I was gonna get stabbed that day, and if the train wasn’t so crowded I think things would’ve ended a lot differently.
I had a similar thing on a bus once, all the seats were full so there was a line of people standing down the middle aisle of the bus. There was an old homeless dude on one side and a young woman on the other side, and he was hassling her and kept reaching across the aisle and touching her, which she obviously didn’t want. The guy standing up nearest to them kept stopping the guy and sort of swatting his hand away whenever he tried. Then the bus stopped and the guy turned to the guy behind him and was like “This is my stop, you got this?” and then the next guy moved forward and started telling the guy off and swatting his hand away.
After that it just kept moving like a production line of us telling this creeper off and pushing his hand away. It didn’t seem to matter if those of us in the line were men or women, he was just really obsessed with this one person. So at least five people in front of me did it, then I did it, then the guy behind me took over when I had to leave. I have no idea how long it went on for lol.