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Last week, a dirty old man grabbed my arm and said “There’s a nice pussy.”
– Ann, New York City
I was waiting for the bus when five guys walked past me, talking loudly amongst themselves about my ass. It wasn’t until they turned around and came back toward me that I noticed they were carrying a camera.
“Hey! We’re asking women with fine asses what they think of porn? Do you like porn? Hey! Do you like porn?”
I gave the offending teenage boys my patented “shutdown look” (which is an effective mix of scorn and pity) and snapped this pic– notice their camera in the background. It was so satisfying to capture this assholery!
– Ann, New York City
In waikiki: Pointing to my midriff section, the guy on the left tells the two other boys to look: he says “I like whats going on down there” I pulled out my cam and asked these fine gentlemen if I could snap a pic. Obviously not very photogenic, they cant refuse. A third one comes up and asks if anyone can get me to stop smiling, its just too much for him.
submitted by Kristen.
So i’m at this bar Lolita (should have KNOWN better) at broome and allen streets in the lower east side. i go downstairs to find the bathroom and see three guys in line so i ask the guy closest to me if it’s a co-ed bathroom so i don’t waste my time waiting for the men’s room. He turns around, flashes a cool-aid smile and says “yeah, it’s moving pretty fast though baby”. i think to myself, okay nice happy guy. Of course i barely had that thought in my head for two minutes when he took the opportunity to destroy it. he turns around again and says “you can come in with me if you spread ‘em!!”. Before I could register the extremely high disgust factor of what he just said, he started going on and on about how good his “aim” was, which no matter how you slice it or even if you understand it, is beyond disturbing. BUT, I let him keep going just so i had time to reach for my phone and fumbled around in the dark for the camera option so i could take this asshole’s picture. Then i told him “no thanks, i’ll wait the extra few minutes” and I was about to snap him when he laughed and said “you’re not taking my picture are you….is this for one of thoooooose websites”. What I should have said was “what websites? one SUCH AS the amazing hollabacknyc.com where you can post up absolutely revolting comments that expose people like you, with your face to take the credit?” but instead I only got the back of his head when he was going into the bathroom. But considering what his face looked like, he’s lucky this is the shot going up.
Posted by Jennifer
First, I’m SO glad to see a site like this! I hate being harassed, by men and women both. It’s degrading and insulting, and for me started when I was eight. But this one is about my first truly awful experience.
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i’m an american who recently moved to tallinn, estonia. i was surprised to find that it’s rare for men to harass women on the street here. apparently, this does not apply in bars. my friend and i were at the counter ordering our drinks when a man seated at a nearby table reached out and grabbed my friend’s ass. she was in shock so i turned around and said, “hey, that’s not cool” then addressed his friends (the guy was trashed) “please control your friend.” we turn back to the bar and drunk guy makes like he’s going for attempt #2 so i turn around and say in a slightly more direct tone, “back off!” as we’re paying for our drinks, drunk guy grabs my friend’s ass again! i’m not in the mood for negotiations at this point so i turn around and yell, “keep your fucking hands off her, asshole!” and to his friends i say, “control your fucking friend.” in response, drunk guy tries to say something and stand but winds up just falling backwards in his chair. we take this as our cue to grab our drinks and go. bastard.
written by trudee.
So, Toronto is the setting of this disturbing story. I am sitting on the subway with a friend, minding my own business and nobody else’s. This guy on one of those motor wheelchairs comes on the train and stops right in the middle of the aisle in front of the doorway, facing me, and me facing another way so that he could see the profile of my face, not my whole face. So I’m talking, when my friend starts saying weird stuff, like ‘look at me’ and ‘wait, wait, stay like that,’ which really confused me. When the wheelchair guy finally drove past me and away (staring at me with a weird smile before he left,) my friend turned to me and told me that this guy just took a picture of me with his camera. I was in pure shock, because on the news there was a segment about men who go around taking pictures of females on subways… I hope it was a good picture though… Peace
written by Anya
I live in the crazy college town of Madison, WI. In preparation for Halloween, I took the bus to the mall and got some costume elements. I got off the bus on State Street, only to hear a male voice, “Hey, pink-hair girl!” (My hair is not, in fact, pink, it’s bright red.) But I stop and wait for the man to catch up (I can’t really remember what he looked like anymore) thinking that I had forgotten something on the bus. So he comes up to me and says, “I just wanted to say that I admired you.” Predictably, I’m like, “What for?” He says, “With all the diversity on that bus…you weren’t intimidated or anything.” I am not entirely sure what he means by this, especially since his explanation was far less concise than I have made it, but realize it’s a compliment and thank him, although I’ve started walking home by now and am getting vaguely worried at the way he’s following me. He asks if I’m in a hurry, and suddenly he becomes something more sinister than a guy with poor social skills. I tell him I have to go home and walk away very fast.