Earlier today on my way to work, I had the misfortune of seating beside a very sleepy man in a jam-packed jeepney. He kept nodding off. Aside from that, he was holding the rail at the ceiling of the jeepney with his left hand and since I was seated at his left, he was encroaching on my already miniscule place. I did not say or do anything because I can understand sleeping in public transportations. I have done it a few times in the past and I’m sure I’ll be doing it again in the future. I just ignored him and tried to be as comfortable as possible. Unfortunately, it came to a point where the guy was already in danger of sleeping on my shoulder. I was preparing to turn to give him the evil eye when I had a savior from an unexpected quarter. The lady on my other side spoke up and told him, “Lean your head (on the vertical window bar) so that you won’t keep nodding off and disturbing others.†The guy followed her suggestion, thus sparing me from further discomfort. Many thanks, Ma’am, whoever you are 
I think I was around 12 to 14 years old when I had my first run-in with a maniac in a jeepney. It was before 7 o’clock in the morning and I was on my way to school. I sat on the jeepney trying to keep my place with my backpack and my Coleman in my lap. It was a while before I noticed that a strange weight was on me and when I looked down, I saw that the guy beside me had his hand on my lap. I gingerley picked up his hand and returned it to him. But still he persisted in putting it back. His putting his hand on my lap and my returning it to him continued for a few times. What can I say, I was a little slow in recognizing his intent. When he still persisted, I suddenly shouted when I returned his hand for the nth time, “What are you doing!”. Every one in the jeepney turned to look at him. After that he stopped and when somebody got off the jeepney he moved away. I was so shaken and angry that when I got off the jeepney, I made sure that I stepped on his slippered foot.
