Lady on bus route 36

This is the quick sketch of the lady that I managed to do before she had to get off.

A few weeks back, maybe three, I was riding the bus to my job. For some really odd reason, I prefer trains to busses, but sometimes that not an option unless I want to take a HUGE detour and end up walking 20 plus minutes... I'd rather bus it. I don't mind taking the bus as much if I am in company, but when I am by myself, I mind it a little bit. Maybe I can trace this back to when I was little and had to take the school bus home– on more than one occasion, I fell asleep and missed my stop, and no one woke me up until I was way from my stop. Maybe its some unconscious fear that has turned into mild discomfort as I have grown up.

Have you ever sat on a seat right after another person, and it was all warm and...odd?
I have yet to meet a person that likes that feeling. It's weird, but common. I have this one friend that hates busses because something about sitting on the same seat as multiple other people makes her really uncomfortable, especially if she's wearing shorts or something that exposes her skin directly to the seat. Weird. But she's not the only person. As I was riding the bus, I met this woman (who's name escapes me since I forgot to write it down!) who told me a similar thing. She's the lady depicted on the sketch above. I started drawing her because I felt really tired and was afraid I would fall asleep and miss my stop! Plus, her hair was really cool looking. She seemed a mix of mad and a tired. So I was slightly startled when she got up and came to a seat closer to me and asked if I was drawing her. I probably forgot her name because I was so nervous she was going to be upset that I was drawing her! I showed her what I had done so far and she complimented it (thankfully!). I then asked her where she was heading and she told me she was heading home from work. Then I asked her if she liked riding the bus and she replied very loudly, "oh god, no! Sweetie, look around, people look miserable while riding it!" It was kinda true. I asked her if she felt that way. And thats when she explained to me her discomfort. Whenever she would ride the train, she would immediately begin to think about the hundreds of people that sat on the same spot and all their not-so-lovely germs. We both wondered,  how often are busses cleaned? We mean, REALLY cleaned, with disinfectants and all that good germ-killing stuff.
I really hope that it's more often than we think, otherwise, I guess I can add that to my list of discomforts while riding the CTA.