Or harassing me specifically.
Was having bad enough day already but then drunken wanker sitting behind me started shouting at me. Couldn't quite make out what he was saying but then he started to ask me my name and put his hand on my shoulder. I asked him VERY LOUDLY to get his hand off me and leave me alone. Everyone else (it was 6pm ish and the bus was crowded) sitting there very silent and British,b staring straight ahead and pretending nothing was going on. (I couldn't move seats because the bus was too crowded.)
He spent the rest of the journey shouting that I was an ugly bitch, that he was going to kill me etc