to the man who 'couldn't' keep his balance on the bus this morning and decided that pressing himself flush against my back for the entire ride was a better option than moving down to the less crowded area, i hope i never see you again. i felt you bury your face in my hair.
to the man who thought he was being oh-so-stealth by coming to sit down right next to me on an empty metro car, place his bag on his lap and then proceed to spend the next 20 minutes trying to brush his hand up my bare leg, i swear to god if i ever see you again, it's not just your hands that will be broken.
dear montreal patrons, and especially ladies, what do you do in situations like this? it's easy to say get away, but not that easy in practice, especially on an overly crowded metro [i'm at the start of the line, but in two stops the car is usually full, leaving me no room to move away unless i'm getting off at the stop]. do you make a scene, loudly announce "get your hands off"? call security/cops?
i know the city is better than this, but i've seen it happen quite a few times now to other people as well. when i'm wearing a dress that hits my knee, it is NOT an invitation to go feel anyone up. when i'm wearing anything that reveals skin, it is again NOT an invitation to attempt anything.