The Outram-MRT-Pervert

Due to the hecticness this week, I've decided to put the special report on hold as it requires too much energy and zest which i'm lacking now.
Yet i have so much that i want to say and show.

Returned to work on the Monday after a long month break for exams.
Woke up at the usual time, wore the usual office wear, took the usual bus.
Boarded the bus, found a seat near the window and started punching on my PDA to arrange the stuff that needs to be done in the week ahead.
About 2 stops later, i sensed someone who just boarded, sat next to me.
But i was too engaged that i didn't care much.
Just when i realised i had to alight, HE started talking to me.
That was when i took a better look of him and to my dismay, aarrrggghh!!!!
That pervert!!!
[Background: 2 years ago, Persi and i were taking a train at Outram Park station when this indian-eurasian-mixed man in his late 40s tapped on my shoulder and said that he noticed me from afar. My first thought was that he wanted me to appear in some weight-losing program which would be great! Hah. But that wasn't the case obviously. He continued by stuffing a tiny slip of paper into my hand and ended with "call me" before he left. Eeeewwww!!! And that was the first encounter. Half a year ago, i bumped into him again at the same mrt station and he came up to me and asked if i remembered him! I quickened my pace x 3. Eeeeeeeeeewwwww!!!]
It would be the third time i saw him.
Worse, i was trapped as he was sitting outside!
He started to strike a conversation by saying that we have met and performed the same trick by stuffing a slip of paper to me again.
In the course of the event, refused to remove my earphones and pretended not to hear him.
I panicked like mad and almost forced my way out.
To make things worse, the bus jerked and i literally bumped into his body!!!!!
YYYYYUUUCCCKKKSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!
I scrambled to get off the bus.
When i finally managed to escape, i had to take a good 3 mins to get a hold of myself.
Then i realised i was still holding onto that slip of paper.
I took a quick glance of the content and immediately disposed it into the bin.
It was just gross...
I sent Tecky a text to tell him what happened as he was aware of the previous incident at the mrt station.
He said i should have keep the paper and make a police report.
Now that i think back, i really should but i was too traumatized to think rationally.
And Tecky added oil to the fire with "It's ok. Next time lor". *bleagh*
Since then, i have been taking alternative buses every morning and constantly keeping a lookout to my surrounding when i'm out.
I'm scared you know.
Praying for protection and not to see him again.

Made my Monday blue-er.