Wow Freya's got some spectacular stories. I can't beat those, but I've had a couple instances on the train going home from work. I was pretty new to the city, and there was this one guy, middle-aged, sitting by himself in a seat perpendicular to mine (he was facing the aisle and I was facing him). I typically don't talk to strangers on the train so I had my earphones in and was looking out the window. He started talking to me about how lonely he was and I felt kinda bad for him so I listened. Then he started asking me where I lived and which stop I get off at. He had something odd about him so I got creeped out and stopped talking to him. He started touching my leg and I got really creeped out and moved it. He asked if he was making me uncomfortable and I replied yes. He apologies and I tell him that's okay. Then he gets angry and yells at me for not wanting to talk to him. Then he got off the train. I was new to the city, didn't live in the safest neighborhood and wasn't really sure how I was supposed to handle the situation >.<

And maybe not creepy, but not something I didn't expect to encounter at 9am on the way to work...a guy on my bus a couple weeks ago was obviously intoxicated. Kept falling asleep and dropping stuff. When he woke up he kept talking to me and another girl next to me about how someone pushed him into a train, and then showed us this huge pus-infested gash on his arm with stitches. He kept repeating how much pain he was in. Then he started yelling "Where are we?!" and ran off the bus and started yelling at people outside "Where are we?!"

Oh, and one of my ex-boyfriend's best friends had this strange habit of trying to grope me and grab my ass. Even after you tell him it's not okay...I think he thought it was funny or something. My boyfriend had to have a sit down talk with him before he stopped. Then he kept acting like he was wronged or offended.