The cliche of a slim, uncomfortable person

The cliche of a slim, uncomfortable person in between two fat people in a public transport used to be so me.I desperately hate public transport.Because I'm petite,I always find myself tucked in between the folds of flesh of fat,restless passengers.I dare not move else the top of my shoulders would constantly rub in their armpits.They never sit still.Because of my position,i would get the full blow of armpit,body and mouth odour.Or is it the blows when they want to bring out something from their pockets or bags? Some would even have the guts to tell me to shift.Imagine!A few minutes ride used to seem like a day's trip to me.So I end up having to sit forward with my shoulders raised and arms tucked in.Very headache inducing and my whole day would be shot.
I just thank God.