Oh the joys of BART

Boo to the people sitting in the seats for the disabled. The older gentleman stared at you for quite a bit, but everyone ignored him. I was sitting too far up and against a window, unfortunately.

And personal space much? Some girl's bag kept knocking into my shoulder as she used the entire aisle as her personal space. I ignored it for most of the way (good book) but I soon realized after the physics of stopping and going caused the bag to knock repeatedly into my shoulder. I saw another person sitting ahead of me deal with the same thing a few days later (different offender though.) The sitter unfortunately could not ignore it as well and the leaner was just being stupid in not paying attention to where her huge honking bag was swinging.