what is the deal?

[millarose.livejournal.com]

I went to a restaurant and ordered some food for carryout. Went to the bathroom ... some alt-boy tried to talk to me on the way in and out. Did not want to talk with him, so I got on a pay phone. Then a provocatively dressed woman physically put her hands on me, and then said, "Excuse me" as she walked by. I said, "Please don't touch me." And she said really loudly, "Fuck you!"

I told the server at the bar what happened, because I was hurt, and I wanted to get out of there and was trying to get them to give me my food. By this time, the woman was now gossiping about it with her friends. Maybe I made a face that showed my displeasure, but all of a sudden, this giant guy, at least double my weight starts barging toward me, yelling at me, "Do you have a problem?" backing me up toward all the way into the kitchen. I am like, "Get away from me / what is your problem ..."

The cook came out, and they tried to blame me for this whole ordeal.

I don't understand ... if you're facing away from someone, are people allowed to touch you without invitation