Public Transportation Hazards

I rush every morning holding my coffee . I board the bus , checking my phone I want no problems . As mind prepares for hectic hours some daring guy breathes on my ear, questioning me for my IG . beyond upset I say : no way. Another guy at 7’s platform wishes the same , he’s fine , I give in . I finish work and I feel drained And again on the bus Coming back home an old guy casually gives me his number and he says :-call me I feel disgusted . The next day comes. The first guy stands in front of me The bus is packed , and he tells me please give me your IG . I feel the sin of my hypocrisy so out of pity , I give in . One minute later he is texting me He likes my pics , he hearts my comments , OMG he is so extra ! I have to ghost him . Three days have passed He hates my guts , if looks could kill … I would be dead tomorrow morning. Then he gets salty He writes I’m basic , and even chunky. Then he posts selfies with his own shorty That’s it ! I have to block him . The hunky one , he booty texts me I check my phone it’s 3:am Asking to meet me so we can cuddle until the sunrise. Forgot to mention his IG contacts are only women , with huge sweet bums and scarce clothing . I can’t reply I have my pride hottie and all I have to block him. And every day repeats same stories of dummy guys asking for something. When I say no I’m nasty B, if I say yes I’m nasty B. Only cause I ignore them. As you can see I have my motives, to my dismay this city is full of spineless men Younger and older. Still I have old pops phone number I haven’t called him Maybe I will , I’m very morbid .