Personal space...is it too much to ask for???

I know I ended that in a preposition, but I am a rebel that way! Anyways, the other day I had to get one for my many prescriptions refilled and as my usual procrastinating self I waited until I was completely out. I get to the drugstore and there is this crowd waiting for their drugs too. There were 4 chairs and kids were sitting in 2 of them.! There were older folk waiting and me who looks perfectly healthy on the outside but cannot stand for even a short time without being in pain, or better yet my legs collapsing out from under me. Thats really embarrasing in public. But my point is, its just Freaking RUDE for parents to let kids sit in chairs when there are old people around that need to sit down! My mom would have smacked me for this but these parents are sitting with kids ignorning the 80 year old man with the cane! Pissed me off. OK so the crowd starts to thin and most everyone has left so I do take one of the chairs and sit down before I fall. I am sitting there quietly waiting and minding my own business when this woman sits next to me. She leans over to me REALLY close and starts stroking my sweatshirt!! She says "OH I just love your shirt where did you get it?" I am trying to pull away but those chairs are close and there was no escape. But get this, I was wearing a plain grey sweatshirt, Hanes or something but everyone has one of these. It was nothing special about it!! In fact it was my "schelp" around the house sweatshirt. Luckily, the drugstore lady called my name so I was able to get away from the sweatshirt stroker. Why is it always me?? WHY???

Later