Ugh what’s with 7am buses and creepy, old business men staring at me??? This one guy stared at my chest the entire ride! Yeah, even when I looked directly at him, he did not stop. I have boobs, get over it! The bumps on the road didn’t help either. This continued of course until I got off early to get crappy a Starbucks coffee (I miss the Timmy’s that used to be there!!!). From now on, wearing a sweater and sunglasses on the bus or else I’m going to round house kick an old man.