My life is full of bizarre events, part one

Strange things happen to me at an alarming frequency. For part one of this series, I'll be focusing on bizarre attacks.

To the extent that I can understand random violence, I can understand violence with a point. If a person wanted to take my wallet or bag, and they attacked me to get it, I can understand. The violence is a means to an end, not an end in and of itself.

I'm grateful that this has never happened to me, but what has happened is really quite odd. I seem to attract random, pointless agression.

I really am not looking for sympathy. To be perfectly honest, I'm far more puzzled than hurt. I'll recount some of the stranger ones:

1. In primary school, I was an odd child. I was really into dinosaurs, but this stopped at the age of eleven. What is really strange is that for the entirety of last year some nineteen year olds were shouting "I know more about dinosaurs than you do" at me as an insult. I'm 21. WTF?
2. While boarding a bus in Maynooth, I felt someone kick me in the ass. I turned round to see an angry guy yelling "Faggot!" at me. I'd never seen the guy in my life. We stared at each other for a couple of seconds, then he walked off. WTF?
3. While waiting for a bus in Maynooth a crowd of people show up. It later turned out they were keeping a female friend of theirs company as she waited for the bus. I didn't pay them much heed, but as they were talking pretty loudly I couldn't help overhearing them talk graphically about how I would rape her if they weren't there. WTF?
4. I've had eggs thrown at me from a speeding car ( I'm glad they had terrible aim ). WTF?
5. Tonight, from a speeding red van, a man shouted abuse at me as he turned a corner. He called me either a plank or a wanker. Never seen him before tonight. WTF?

Next in the series, the hilarious two reasons I've never had a girlfriend (and not for lack of trying).