Last night I was riding the blue line home. I was reading so I missed my stop and jumped on the train heading back toward downtown. I had to wait a few minutes, and a guy came up to me and asked me a few questions about the book I was reading. I briefly answered making it pretty clear that reading was my number one priority. I get on the train and the same guy sits behind me. Now, he isn’t engaging me in conversation, but mumbling to himself about red hair and violent actions. I jumped off at the next stop, but was pretty freaked out one the walk home.

Submitted by Kari on 9/14/2010

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