I know how you feel, Sylvester. It happened to me last week. And I was even dressed! I was in male mode. I paint my toenails and on this day my fingernails were painted also. Some dude started saying nasty things though I didn't know that it was directed at me. I didn't like his nastiness and rudeness (there were women on the train) so I moved to another car. I was surprised when he briefly entere d the car, called me some vile names then left. That's when I realized that he was targeting me.
When I got home I told my wife. It stings at first but to me this is a reflection on him, not me.
Gennee