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As usual, i was going home after closing the bar i used to work at, it was around 4a. So i was (a little bit) drunk, heading to my flat, at a 2mn walk away, walking on a big lightened pedestrian street when a groupe of 4 or 5 young men joined me. One criticized my low waist jeans saying he sees everything and the others laughed when i stammered a multiple excuse “you don’t see anything / i’m wearing a boxer/it’s not my fault my button gave way sooner”. last thing i remember, the guy who adressed me put a hand against my throat, pining me against the church’s wall. They all left laughing. I ran back home. I don’t want to blame myself for being tipsy, i don’t want to feel guilty about an outfit, but i do feel bad about the explanation i gave them : we shouldn’t need any.
Walking down the street in a black t-shirt and jeans. Two white men, mid 20’s cat called me saying, “look at this bitch. Bitch you busy, wanna party?”
I did not respond, which apparently prompted anger in an additional response with, “are you a fucking dude? Funking ‘trannies’! Someone should do it [sic] a favor and kill it [sic]! Better start moving faggot!”
I am 15 years old and there is not a day that goes by were I am as you say “hollad at ” I walk to and from school everyday and men always find something new to say and often shocked when I’m not the age they think I am I’ve luckily never been touched while making my way to school but some times these men have the most ugliest things to say that I end up crying the rest of the way to my house or to school I do NOT dress inappropriately the only time I go out is to go to school in uniform
I am a science presenter in Perth, Western Australia. At work a few weeks ago, I had a group of men in an audience ~170 people. I encourage heckling in my shows, because it’s fun and keeps people awake. These men kept calling my “muma”, and once called me “sexy”. At some point, another audience member asked me a question, the kind of question that no one has answered, I said I didn’t know, and one of these men asked how I got a job if I didn’t know. Then afterwards he asked me out!!!
Most of the time the people who harass me do not say anything sexual. I go through weight fluctuations and I usually attract the most unwanted attention when I’m a bit heavier. One time, two people yelled at me that I had “a big fucking butt”, followed by laughter. Most recently, I was called a “fucking bitch” while crossing the street. I’m not sure what provoked this comment, but the perpetrator was with his friends so I assume he felt safe enough to yell out an insult at a random stranger.
I was walking down the street at night with my friend and a guy pulled up next to us and started saying please and yelling “dick” at us
I was 14 years old and I was with some friends in a World Cup event that was happenning at the beach. Me and a friend of mine were going to tha snack bar when a drunk 30 year old guy surrounded me and asked if I would kiss him. I didn’t want to and I told him that, but he didn’t let me go. He hugged me and asked many times why I didn’t want him while he tried to still a kiss. My friend was a little bit far, since she thought that I was intending to kiss him, and the friends of the guy were laughing aroud us. I wanted to get out of there, so I told him that I would kiss him if he let me go. It was a very disgusting moment, but then he liberated me. At that time I hadn’t realized what happened. And whenever I tell this story to someone, people also doesn’t see. By now, I regret that I didn’t kick his balls and call the security. I have the right to say “no”.
I’m a couple blocks away from my job, having just picked up some McDonald’s for myself and my boss. The bag is heavy and I’m overheated, just trying to get back so I can eat. I’m waiting to cross the street when a skinny white man on a bike wearing sunglasses and sucking on a pacifier (it looked like) starts to yell at me.
“Suck a dick white girl!”
I tried not to look but I was in such shock that someone would even say something like that, even though I have been harassed in the past. I didn’t turn my head but I looked at him zoom by as he never broke eye contact with me waiting for my reaction.
“Suck a dick!” he yelled again, smiling.
All I wanted to do was get from point A to point B without being objectified and harassed. Is that too much to ask?
allston MA on my way to a coffe shop walking my bike wearing workout gear and this dude calls out to me asking “can I ride with you?” I ignore him shaking my head then as I walk away I hear him say “sexy” ew dude that is so gross. I want to be able to walk in a world that doesn’t specialize me- like seriously not ok.
I randomly decided to go for a morning jog before going to work. I passed by a house and noticed a car I had never seen at this property (mind you, I’ve ran in this neighborhood a zillion times). The car was on and there was a guy inside. I keep jogging, to eventually turn around and jog back to my apartment. A couple of minutes after I see the same exact car parked on the side of the pavement, a little ahead of me, in front of a different house. I pass him, and take a better look at the subject. I keep running and noticed the car passed me again and parked ahead of me on the side of the pavement, AGAIN. I started freaking out but keep running towards my apartment complex. He drives past me once more and wait for me in a turn, waits for me to pass him and does the same for about three times. I was frightened and decided not run home but instead I keep running towards my Alma Matter (which is a couple of blocks away). I crossed the avenue on a red light to avoid him to catch up with my pace. I want to get inside a building but for that I need to cross a parking lot. I start running but using the cards as shields. I turn around and see that the harasser had gotten into the parking lot but was on the opposite side. I pray that he does not see me while I keep hiding among the cars. I try to get into a building but the entrances were blocked because a construction was there. I keep calling for help but no one is picking up their phones. I managed to get into a building through a back door and then I called my school’s on campus police, who gave me a ride home.
Those were the worst 20 minutes. Being followed by a guy I have never seen in my life for 10+ blocks.
Why do I have to feel the most vulnerable and unsafe when I am supposed the most free when I am doing the one thing I enjoy the most: run?! People are sick and this should end. It is not okay to alter one’s tranquility in such sick manner, there is no excuse! I think street harassment -of any kind- should be punishable!