Verbal

HOLLA ON THE GO: Realizing what harassment is

I was walking down the street with my aunt when I was 12 after a 4th of July parade and it was super hot out. Not that it matters but I was wearing some jean shorts and I do have an above average butt, and a car drove by and a guy screamed “dat ass!” The worst part is it took me three years to realize that it wasn’t a compliment, but sexual harassment.

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Uncategorized, Verbal, youth

HOLLA ON THE GO: The unfortunate first time

I was 12 or 13 years old shopping downtown and not that it matters but I was wearing jeans and a t shirt. Anyway next thing I see is a guy walking towards me with this creepy¬†deep look in his eyes and says to me “I will have sex with you!” I just kept walking but felt uncomfortable for the rest of the day. This was my first form of harassment in my life. The worst part is I felt like it was my fault, I was apologetic for walking alone down the street.

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Story, Verbal

Henna’s Story: Harassed on the tube

I was on my way back home, waiting for the train to come on a busy evening. When the tube came, everyone squeezed inside and I got on with perhaps 6 middle-aged men who were going to a football match. One guy said to his friend I have a great butt, he shouted it out and everyone started looking at me. He also kept telling his friend, who was standing behind me, to keep his hands close to himself and not to touch me else he ‘will go to prison again’ in a joking manner to tease me further. The guy behind me drops his glasses and bends down to get them, and another guy says ‘that’s just his excuse to touch your ass’ and all 6 men start laughing. Never have felt more embarrassed in my life, these men were surrounding me with only a couple of inches between us because the tube was so crowded; felt angry, disgusted, I just didn’t know how to react. I wish my dad was there to teach them a lesson!

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homophobic, Story, Verbal, youth

HOLLA ON THE GO: Boys won’t stop

Group of boys told me to jump into pond and they would jump in after me. They laughed when I responded I would rather drown. I have made it clear I am gay, and they also calls me by my legal name despite repeated requests to cease.

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public masturbation, Story, Verbal

Maya’s Story: Harasser caught on video

I got on the F train just now from 34th street to find this lovely misogynistic drunk grabbing his crotch and screaming at two poor tourist girls out for a night on the town across from him. The video is short and unpleasant- I stopped recording to get up and call the conductor.

Here is the video I just uploaded:

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groping, Story, Verbal, youth

HOLLA ON THE GO: Harassed after school

i was on a school bus coming home and this boy felt up my chest. I froze and let it continue and to this day I am still traumatized by what keith has done to me. He felt around and played with my breasts. At one point he started playing with my nipples and asked “are these your nips?” As if he was trying to engage me in his violation of me.

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Story, Verbal

HOLLA ON THE GO: Harassed and unamused

Called beautiful and cute. Man tried to get me to touch him.

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Story, Verbal

Sarah’s Story: Harassed in the hospital

I am a surgical resident (physician-in-training). On one of the first days our NY hospital re-opened after Sandy, I walked into a perioperative area to interview a patient at 630am. I wore scrubs (not the tailored attire of Grey’s Anatomy, but the burlap-bag, unflattering uniform of hospital employees). A group of 6 middle aged men, contractors in hardhats, passed by, and the one in front says, “nice can, doc.”

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groping, Story, Verbal

HOLLA ON THE GO: “Frigid b*tch”

I was walk to work (in loose slacks and a puffy coat mind you) when a man sitting at a bus stop reached out and grabbed my butt. I was terrified he was going to do something worse, but I still turned around and told him off. When I walked away he screamed that I was a “frigid bitch”

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HOLLA ON THE GO: Stopped in her neighborhood

This Friday afternoon whilst trying to cross the road outside my street, a white van slowed down and stopped in the middle of the road in front of me to whistled at me and shouted slurs like ‘sexy’ and ‘hello love’. When I responded with a grimace because I felt offended by these slurs, I was cursed at by them, calling me ‘pussy’ and a ‘bitch’. I felt embarrassed, unsafe and vunerable, and this is the road where I live.

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