Personal space pleasee..

I currently use public transportation (matatus) to go to and from work. Matatus are shuttles that should carry a maximum of 14 passangers, really they should carry 13 and plus the conductor the total should be 14 pple, minus the driver. I had just boarded thë "matatu" and had comfortably sat at the back row where there is only room for 3. A man who was extremely cockeyed walks in and looks at me (I think) gesturing for me to move. I ignore the man because there really isnt anywhere for me to go. This nucca just decides to plop himself on an invisible seat next to me, hence sitting on my lap. Did I mention his body odor was that of sh*t!!!!! Yeessss it was. This is not a figure of speech, he did really smell like he had just gone number 2 on himself. He then goes on to make himself comfortable by shimmying himself, like WTF!! seriously.. effin Kenyans men, then puts on a face like he really has a seat, forgetting he is on my lap. At that point, I was looking for Ashton Kutcher to jump out with the hidden cameras and tell me im being punkd because the nucca had to be kidding. Eventually I couldnt take it and had to ask him to get up off of me. Yaayyyy me for being nice and not causing a raucus up in there. Seriously though, watever happened to personal space.. SERIOUSLY!!!!