Anon’s Story: Harassed while biking home

Several years ago, I only had a bike to get to and from my job. The ride was five miles each way, and in no time at all, I was in pretty good shape.
One afternoon, after finishing my shift, I had just crossed an incredibly busy intersection and was coasting down the sidewalk when out of nowhere, these guys started catcalling me. I don’t remember exactly how many there where, but they were saying things along the lines of “Yeah baby! Looking good!”
Tired, cranky and now pissed off, I slammed my brakes on, located the direction of the catcalls (a dark green pickup about fifteen feet away from me), and in front of the entire waiting line of traffic, I flipped the guys off with both hands, screaming at the top of my lungs “DON’T EVER CALL ME THAT AGAIN!”
Not waiting for their response, I got back on my bike and pedaled home.
When I related the story to my mother later that night, she expressed her disappointment in my “unladylike” behavior and that the guys were only “trying to compliment” me.
That night, I wasn’t sure who I was more upset with: the truck full of guys who catcalled me or the mom who didn’t seem to understand that I was defending myself against street harassment.


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  1. Enna says:

    Wow. Personally I wouldn’t call that unlady like behaviour. The problem with computers is we can’t get the tone of voice those idiots were using towards you. I can imagine it was in an ungentleman like tone, heance your justly provoked response. It’s not like you decided to run them over with your bike!

  2. Ellen says:

    I understand your anger with your mom. I was in walmart with my very conservative mom and sister, and I was wearing shorts and a tank. I was looking at deodorant and a man stood uncomfortably close, and he was looking at my butt according to my mom. I walked away, and when I related the story to my sister she said that if I didn’t want that to happen, I shouldn’t wear that kind of clothing. I was so angry with her.

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