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Walking out of CVS a homeless man was yelling at another woman about my age walking towards me “you want black or white?” His friend (who I’m assuming was a different race, I at no point looked at these men) added “or you can have both, like a chocolate chip cookie.” She didn’t acknowledge them and neither did I. As I passed in front of them the first man said “hey pretty lady.” When I also didn’t respond he said “I got 99 problems but a bitch ain’t one” and proceeded to scream “BITCH!” at me until I walked out of earshot. Probably one of the more aggressive street harassers I’ve ever encountered.
I’m 17 and I had to get the bus home after school on Friday, which I don’t normally do as my mum will pick me up, but this particular day she had to work late. The bus stop is a five minute walk from my school and is located on a busy main road, however at this time there was no one else at the bus stop, so I was alone. The bus should have been due in 5 minutes, so I was just on my phone passing the time. I hear this loud car approaching and naturally look up. I see a white modified car, (the ones stereotypically driven by teenage boys who have just got their licence and think they’re impressing everyone) his window was open and his music was filling the whole street. He was about 18 and had that typical “fuck boy” look about him. As he drove past he stared at me (obviously to see whether I was impressed or not), I was thinking to my self what a dickhead. As soon as he had driven past me, I noticed he sharply pulled into a street about 50 metres up from me on the opposite side of the road, he had no indicator on and there were cars behind him, it was as if it was a last minute decision and he turned and came back down this time driving on the same side as me. I started to feel slightly uncomfortable at this point and as he approached the bus stop he slowed down in front of me, rolled down his window and stared at me again this time smirking, He then called me over to his car, I was wary and moved about 3 inches closer, he then proceeds to say to me “do you need a lift babe?” I say to him, politely , as I don’t want to piss him off, “no its fine, the bus is due now” , he replies with “no, why wait on the bus when I can’t give you a lift, seriously get in sweetheart”. I tell him again that it is fine, with a more assertive tone, and move back to where I was originally standing. He then says “seriously its no problem, just get in, please, the bus might be late, come on”. At this point I was starting to get annoyed at his persistence and end up saying angrily “I said no the first time, I don’t want a lift, please leave me alone”. This clearly annoys him as he goes on to shout “fine then you fucking bitch, I only stopped because you were hot, you should be fucking grateful”. I tell him to fuck off and expect him to drive off in a huff, but instead he stays on and changes his tone of voice and pleads “look please let me give you a lift, you’ll regret it if you don’t, I’ll show you a good time”. I’m still unsure of what exactly he meant by “show you a good time” but I ignored him and started praying for the bus to arrive. In one final attempt, even after calling me a “fucking bitch” he goes “can I at least have your number then?” and at exactly the right moment the bus arrives and he has to move off. I felt very violated and powerless in this situation, as no matter how many times I said “no” he still persisted and hurled abuse at me because I stood my ground. I’m now frightened to stand at that stretch of road , in case he passes me again and the same thing happens.
2 Guys working on some new cabling in road leered, smiled, and said ‘alright?’ I didn’t feel complimented. I know from years of experience that if you don’t please men doing this they will become hostile. Thankfully in this particular and rare case when I ignored them they said nothing but it felt very unpleasant and I know they won’t have been thinking ‘oh she doesn’t want this and that’s ok!’ You still feel stressed and on guard because it usually involves a sexist or hostile action.
So I was at the movies and I was walking out it was pretty late. I was with my cousin and we were almost to her car when a few guys made a creepy comment about me. We rushed to the car quickly and drove off. Ever since then I hadn’t worn my favorite shirt because it reminded me of that. Yesterday I finally put it on. It is a shirt with stars that says free spirit.
Another creepy experience again at the same place I was with my friend and the same cousin. We were just walking out of the movie theatre and a few guys said something about out asses. I wanted to flip them off, but instead I stayed quiet and kept walking. Why do guys have to do this. Don’t they realize it freaks us out. It makes me so mad. It also makes me mad that my cousin and friend didn’t care all that much. How could thy not freaking care. As long as I am in this world I will not let cat calling, abuse or any type of torment to us gals become the norm. I may be young, but that doesn’t mean that I can’t make a difference.
It was awesome to finally put up this story on the app, because on the website the closest place to the real location was San Francisco. I’m happy my story shows where it really happened!
We may be girls, but above all we are humans.
I was riding my bike home after work, and this guy rode up beside me and started telling me I look beautiful. I figured if I said ‘thanks’ it would just end the conversation, but he wouldn’t leave me alone. I couldn’t think straight, so I kept trying to drop hints for him to leave, but he still commented on my figure, and kept following me, all the while telling me what he would do to me. After a few minutes, my heart was racing, and I wanted to cry, I looked at him and said ‘you know what, you’re making me uncomfortable, please leave, good day’. I think he may have mummbled a sorry, but who knows. I was out of breath from the experience, and unfocused for the rest of the day.
A man asked me for money and I gave him what I had. Then he proceeded to sexually harass me. There after, every time I saw him on the street, he would call out to me and sexually harass me. Had to stop walking down this street.
Walking down this street when a carload of men hung out the car windows and shouted things at me that I couldn’t quite make out (good on ya, lads).
Guy in a truck with “goon squad” stickers demanded my attention by catcalling.
I stopped at a gas station to get gas and a a drink. I pumped gas, and then went inside. While I was walking through the pumps a car of men pulled up and started yelling at me, “Hey”. I continued to walk faster, “Hey, I’m *uc*ing taking to you with the nice a**!” By the time I made it in the store I was shaking and in tears, I waited for the car to leave before going back out. I was terrified. It’s broad daylight and they are yelling so loud, everyone could hear. This happens so often here in Arlington, TX that I don’t even want to leave my house. They’re not afraid for people to hear their verbal harassment, so what else are they capable of?
I had just gotten out of a community yoga class. I was sweaty and happy, proud of the work I’d just put in, and I slung my yoga mat over my back and started walking to my next destination. I had just finished crossing the street when it happened—I heard the electric sound of a car window rolling down to my left, saw the car start to pull forward out of my peripheral vision as it turned at the intersection, and then a sticky-sweet voice from the car yelled at me, “Your camel toe gets me randy.”
I’D LIKE TO TELL YOU SOMETHING, Mr. Catcall-Dandy! My response is here: plumsandthorns.blogspot.com