That weird woman

There's something about bus stops.
You tend to be at them at the same time of day as you are going to work, and hence you tend to see the same other people who presumably start work at the same time you do.
And you come to hate them.
I don't know why.
Maybe it is because it is early in the morning and you are going to work when you would rather still be at home tucked up in your nice warm bed.
Maybe, in the case of this woman, it is because she looks so weird.
She always wears the same clothes. A big long coat and a pair of white trainers.
For all I know, she might be naked under that coat, for her legs are bare, and you never see any evidence of any other clothes.
I don't know why, because I am a fairly placid person, but the very sight of her fills me with a hatefulness that makes no logical sense.
It can't just be the early morning going to work thing, because sometimes she's on the bus on the way home on a Friday afternoon, and I hate her then too.
Why?
I don't even know her. She might be a really good person.