On the tube home from Camden, this horribly creepy man sat down next to me and put his hand on my thigh to clutch it and leer at me.
Usually, I would ignore things like that because I am worried that confrontation will just provoke them even more, but I was in a horrible mood thanks to transport issues already and the tube was coming into the station as well, so I just stood up and told him to FUCK OFF very loudly and ran off the tube before anyone could say anything.
