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I have a lot of respect for some New York homeless guys. Many of them are very civil, even if you don’t have money to give them. You can almost tell if the guy is really homeless or not by how he reacts to a simple “sorry, I haven’t got anything.” If he freaks out and starts sexually harassing you, he’s probably just out begging because his wife won’t let him back in the house.
Submitted by Kay.
Walking up Madison Ave at 32nd Street, dude start walking right behind me and my friend.
My friend and I ignore him.
I turn around.
“What did you say?”
“I said I like your ass.”
“Don’t say stuff like that. I don’t like it.”
I take out my camera, he keeps grinning and being dumb. I take a picture but he turns his head.
So I take another one.
“Check out your picture online. HollaBackNYC!“
Submitted by Anna.
I could hear these two saying vulgar things and laughing as soon as they sat down.
Me: “What can I get you?”
Creep in the green hat: “How about you, sweetheart?”
So I gave them some of me – a big loogie at the bottom of their beers. Cheers, dickheads.
Submitted by Krystal.
At New York City’s barbeque festival this weekend, the guy in the yellow tee shirt came up to me—out of nowhere—and grabbed my chest, saying that his friend (the one in the orange polo) told him he’d pay him $100 if he did so. At first I laughed it off, but then got angry and realized that if he hadn’t been a drunk frat guy, I would have gone straight to the police. Anyway, I did wind up getting him kicked out of the park, but I’d like to share this perv’s photo with the world. Thanks!
Submitted by Rachel.
On the way we pass these guys drinking in their front garden (which is full of flags for the soccer match) and they are giggling, belching and farting (yuck!!) cause they think that’s funny. One of them makes a noise like ‘Ooooo! Ooooo!’ as we go past but I rise above it.
After we have a few Breezers outside (and no Hugh Grants were in there!) and watch the silly soccer its time to go back to the hotel but I see this lanky guy in shades who was part of that group looking at us and making humping noises. Then I see he is actually grabbing his crotch quite violently and jumping up and down! He’s pretty drunk but I can just hear him shout stuff like ‘play with me mansack!’ and ‘Eat it!’.
That was it – time to Hollaback at this jerk! I put my cameraphone on max zoom from across the street and walked by pretending not to look but I caught him still grabbing and shouting about his ‘sack’. What a loser and it ruined my trip. At least I remembered I’m now empowered to Hollaback at asshats that can’t keep it to themselves!
Submitted by Roxanne.
In a pub in Dublin, Ireland (where I’m from) and myself and some of my sassy friends are out having a bit of a girl’s night. After much unsuccessful attempts to have a good time anywhere else, we went to our usual pub in the city centre. Walking down a few steps to the bar and some guy grabs my ass... so I caught his hand and put him up against the nearest post with my other hand on his throat and into his face asked what the hell he thought he was doing. He, the brave little hero he was denied it was his hand that had grabbed me – they always do that! So anyway, I shouted at him for a bit, then kindly let him go…
Later that same night, my friend was walking by a guy who put his hand up her skirt… so she boxed him in the face. His girlfriend saw all this and demanded the keys from him. He was sleeping in the rain that night.
Submitted by Ida.
Love your site-hate with a passion ignorant asses who feel the need to harass me.
Usually its just annoying, Today it got scary…
Noticed that an old guy sitting on the train across from me was playing with his cell phone…
Then I noticed he was taking pictures of me, my legs, my chest, my face, back to my chest..gave him an “eat shit and die look” and moved seats…
Noticed he moved seats too-to get a better view, continued to take pictures and give me nasty lusty looks.
Got up immediately to get off at next stop-he got up too-still taking pics and acting like he doesn’t notice me, now with a good 15 pics in his camera-sick bastard.
Get off the train, with heart racing and sick feeling in my stomach-hold back tears until I get home…just wish I had my camera phone and my mace.
Submitted by clh.
Downtown Portland transit center- waiting for a bus to get out to the other side of town for a job interview. Guy walks up behind me, lets out a wolf whistle. Walks around in front of me and says: “Lady, has anyone told you that you have a beautiful ass? It’s beautiful, and so big!” (Mind you, I’m in pretty good shape, at 40-something. Not fat.) Having my ass scrutinized in public pissed me off. So I looked him in the face and said: “Not as big as the ass standing in front off me.” Complete shock on his face, and he walked off muttering.
Yup, I’m a bitch. And I don’t take it from anybody.
Submitted by Laura.
Yonge Street at Carlton in Toronto, Canada, April 21, 2006.
Jerk in a hideous blue Ferrari with yellow flames yells out “Hey! Can I fuck you up the ass! Not you, the other one!” while he’s stopped at a red light. About three women were crossing the street at the time, one of whom was holding hands with her daughter, who looked about 9 years old. I went up to this sleaze-bag (he hadn’t been yelling at me), and told him I thought what he said was really rude, and that there was a little girl crossing the street. I asked him: “Is that how you talk to little girls, too?” He started rambling about having me arrested (what?), to which I of course repsonded that I would write down his license plate number and have him charged with sexual harassment. I turned to walk away as the light changed, and he said “I like your ass!” So, I spit on his car, and he responded by spraying a wimpy bit of spit at me. What a pig.
Written by Daya.
Submitted by Kay.