I was catching the bus home from the library yesterday, and I’d barely eaten, so I felt incredibly tired. Now, I happened to sit behind a girl on the bus. She was young, and had long hair, but she didn’t pay any attention to me, so I barely noticed she was there.

Eventually, the motion of the bus lulled me into a bit of a relaxed state, and I had the sudden urge to rest my head on the back of the seat in front of me. The girl was leaning forward and doing something with her bag, so I thought she wouldn’t even care.

Anyway, I rested my arm on the top of the bus seat in front of me, and then put my head on my arm and closed my eyes.

Straight away I felt uncomfortable, so I opened my eyes again and the girl had moved to the front of the bus. She must have moved because of me — as if I was smelling her hair or something. I felt like an idiot.

I decided I needed to clear my name. We were the only ones on the bus, so I didn’t feel weird calling out to her.

“I wasn’t smelling your hair. I didn’t want you to move.”

She turned around, looking very stale-faced at first, but then she smiled and said “Oh, no. No, this is my stop.” And then she rang the bell and got off.

I completely misinterpreted the situation. I kept thinking about it all afternoon and I just could not get the smile off my face.