Two days ago I was walking down the street in Montreal, Canada in a knee length parka with black sneakers. A man coming towards me stopped in the middle of the street about twenty yards ahead of me and stared at me until I reached him. Then he stepped to the side and said loudly, “Nice woman!”
I felt like a piece of meat on an auction block. I felt the usual rage that not only has this type of disrespectful behavior been a regular occurrence for all of my adult life, but NOT ONE PERSON on the crowded sidewalk, male or female, even batted an eyelash when it happened. This man was able to act with impunity. Not only am I dehumanized by an individual, but I am reminded that society has normalized my dehumanization.
I had only just arrived in Canada a few weeks before, and now I am dreading the warm weather. If that’s what happens here to women dressed in a parka, I can only imagine what will happen when ill mannered males can actually see my female form.
My friend from school has double Ds and was catching the train into school one morning when she overheard some year 7s behind her (note: we’re 15) as they were ogling at her her chest they kept making comments about her “huge rack”. She felt belittled by a pair of 12 year olds 🙁
Biking by he yells “hi girl”. Wasn’t looking at him or giving him any reason to yell at me. First verbal of the spring!
i’m 16. there was this man on the street and i walked next to him and he said to me that i was beautiful. I said back that i didn’t want to have sex with him. What is said was WTF are you saying but he followed me and when i saw a police man I said that he was stalking me and wanted to abuse me and the police man went to he guy to talk with him, but I just ran away because i was scared. Later the police man said to me that there was no problem and that the guy went just the same way as I went. I don’t believe it.
You look good on that bike!
I went to an Albert Heijn supermarket today in Rotterdam,Netherlands & while my family was doing the shopping I was waiting at a bench near the cash desk.2 guys were sitting on the bench. 1 of them approached to me started asking questions and wanted my number & when I told him I don’t wanna be bothered he started verbally harassing me in sexual nature. When I called the security they didn’t do anything and let those guys go because I didn’t have a proof of what they did
I was food shopping with my little brother in my hometown back in France and we were waiting for the cashier to finish adding up all the articles of the previous client. While we were waiting, two men (who technically were old enough to be my father at least) wearing a building construction outfit lined up behind us, and started making comments in Spanish. My knowledge of this language being relatively limited, I could only understand that they were talking about me. I heard the words “bitch” and “slut” and other obscene words, followed by equally obscene gestures, as they mimicked anal sex and spanking. My brother did not notice anything, and although I really wanted to confront these two specimen I did not want to get my brother to see all this, and maybe put him in an uncomfortable or dangerous situation if they became violent. They ended up following us, still catcalling me in Spanish. They work in the construction field right next to my house, and now I am scared to go out without being accompanied. I should have said something once and for all.
I was walking home with my 2 friends one day, and we all had chocolate apples. The oldest of us was 15, me and my other friend were 13. An old man, who must have been about 50, leaned out of a pub doorway as we passed and shouted over at us “Give us a lick, love, and I don’t mean the apple!”
Ocurre todos los dias al caminar en direccion al trabajo y de regreso a casa. El caminar sola por la calle al parecer les da automáticamente el derecho a acosar verbalmente. Los insultos o comentarios son de toda clase y generan además de asco una profunda indignacion y sentido de abandono. Si bien en chile estas conductas se pueden denunciar, las repercusiones para el agresor son nulas.Finalmente para no irse con el malestar ni la rabia viva he optado por insultarlos, pero eso no es suficiente
It happens every day to walk towards work and back home. Walking alone in the street apparently automatically gives them the right to harass me verbally. Insults or comments are all disgusting and also generate a deep indignation and sense of abandonment. While in Chile these behaviors can be reported, the implications for the aggressor are void. Finally not wanting to leave with the discomfort or anger I chose to insult them, but that is not enough
I was on the 590 bus to work and a guy made space for me to sit on a packed bus. He then proceeded to talk to me sexually, touch my hair and fall asleep on my shoulder repeatedly.