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Jade Samantha’s Story: “No wonder the hotel is taking years and years to get finished.”

Whenever I walk past these builders working on a new hotel, they whistle and shout to me to try and get my attention.  Shouldn’t they be more focused on working and be looking at what they are doing high up on scaffolding than looking at me and larking about? Idiots. Repeat offenders, no wonder the hotel is taking years and years to get finished if this is all they do all day!

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Verbal

Eve’s Story: Coward troll creates fake account to harass

I had a strange experience just now…

I found the riot grrl harassment pamphlets to be really awesome, so I posted all of them on my Facebook account, with the “Excuse me, hi, I just wanted to let you know…” one as my profile picture.

I posted these flyers as an act of solidarity with others who have experienced verbal sexual abuse. I think it’s pretty obvious that they are not directed at all men, just those who choose to be sexist assholes.

I received this Facebook Message:

“I had to make this fake account just to let you know how incredibly offensive your profile pictures are. My respect for you as a dancer and as a person have been severely retarded.

I don’t know whether you got hurt by some asshole guy or something else, but there’s no need to be offensive to guys who do not behave that way.

Get off your high and might fucking horse.

Oh sorry forgot to mention this, don’t bother replying as I’ve obviously blocked you.”

At first I was shocked, then angry, then thought maybe he was right that it was offensive for me to post this. But…people use Facebook for lots of purposes- including championing various causes dealing with sexism, racism, homophobia, etc. The real kicker is that he made an anonymous account. What a jerk.

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Verbal

Katie’s Story: No one needs their confidence destroyed

I am only 14, but yesterday I experienced two harassers in the same day. Both were when a car drove past with men inside. The first car just wolf whistled at me but the second time the men shouted at me and my friend ‘Gorgeous arses on you two’. I feel this is unacceptable for a person of my age. It made my friend feel very self-conscious walking down the street for the rest of that day.

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Assault, Stalking, Verbal

Anonymous’s Story: “They don’t need your liberation”

There is a man, Collin, who has followed me in his car, extremely close behind me while I’ve been biking (then got out of his car and told me what I was doing was illegal. WRONG! I have the right of way to bike in the street, just as a car). He comments on my university student columns all the time, saying awful shit and threatening things. He has done the same on Facebook (I have had to block him). I called the domestic violence shelter in town about him and they put it in their records. Luckily, he has moved to another state, but not for others.  He works for an Asian woman’s agency now, too. He is threatened by feminists and he has a lot of hate toward women who speak their mind. He says he liberates Asian women (I’d like to tell him – they don’t need your liberation).

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Verbal

Heather’s Story: “I’m so sick of this”

I was biking home from downtown and two men in a pick-up truck yelled, “nice ass!” and were laughing. I caught up with them at the traffic light and screamed, “LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE! I’M SO SICK OF THIS!” They would not look at me. I continued to pedal when the traffic light turned green and flipped them off, they refused to take one look at me.

Seriously, I have had so much shit yelled (swear words, sexist shit, sexual things) at me on my bicycle. Even when biking with my 9.5 year old daughter.

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homophobic, Verbal

Christine’s Story: “Sometimes it just hurts”

Well my story’s a bit different from most, you see I’m intersexed basically i have a tomboyish face and well some biological female parts and for the last few years on and off I’ve had rednecks in the area who would scream at me “FAGGOT.”  Now i also have a physical handicap walking is hard for me at times and the harassment does get bad from time to time, and this also happened last summer when I’d gone to Myrtle Beach, SC.  When I was down there heading up the street at the beach i got catcalled by a man, “Hey, FAG nice purse.”  I screamed back “at least I’m NOT a doucheBAG” at him.  I’m getting better about being comfortable in my own skin, though sometimes it just HURTS

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public masturbation, Verbal

Anna’s Story: Put your penis away, no wants to see it

While I was taking the E train home tonight at 10pm, I saw these two jerks jerking off in the subway. One of them came so close to me that when I realized what he was doing, I punched him really hard on the chest to push him away (surprisingly, my natural reaction) and started cursing at him. Of course, the bystanders just shake their heads and and stare. What is amazing is that one of them started justifying their actions by saying you can’t blame the poor man…blah blah blah…I was so shocked that I just started snapping pictures…One of them took off at Roosevelt Ave and the other followed me to the M train and started jerking off in front of two young girls sitting next to each other…So I went over and told him he better hide his ugly penis and told the girls to be careful of this jerk!

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racial discrimination, Verbal

RM’s Story: Racism, sexism, and no help

My story happen this morning/afternoon today March 16,2011 between 10:30 -11:30am.  I was walking on the sidewalk going to the bus stop and I notice this guy on the grass.  The guy was mumbling and he call me a “bitch” while I walk by and went to the bus stop.  Once I stop at the bus stop, this guy walks off the grass and walk toward me . As this guy was walking toward me and getting close to my personal space, the guy was mumbling and he call me a “n*****”.   I told him please get out of my personal space and I use my umbrella as a divider.   He left half way down the street and he came back so I tried to get help from a guy on a bike but the guy on the bike didn’t help me. The harasser hit my umbrella and left down the street but he turned around and walk toward me again but my bus arrived. I’m anger that the guy on the bike didn’t help me but I also was scared because this guy kept holding his hand over his jacket like he had a weapon.  I think something needs to be done about street harassment at bus/subway stops.

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demonstration, Verbal

Marisol’s Story: The message was on my phone

On 3-8-2011 I went for a interview with a manager at a shoe store.  The interview went well and he said that he would callback if he thought I was right for the job.  He said that he was looking to hire a person to help open the store Harlem, NY.  On 3-15-2011 he left a message stating that he would like to setup a second interview.  I called up and one of the girls said that he wasn’t there which I thought was odd, so I told her I will show up the following day.  When I got there I spoke to one of the associates and he said he would show up just wait a second.  So I went to the waiting area.  Five minutes later he shows up and acts as if he never called.  He denied the phone call and acted like I was stalking him.  I gave him my phone with the message and again denied the conversation.  He humiliated me made me feel ashamed when all I wanted to do was the right thing, get work.  Then I get a phone call from the District Manger and he acted non-chalante,”Well, what do you want me to do about it” I told him thought he might be on drugs.  He brushed it off and said “what do you want me to do about it”…I think he’s a misogynist who gets off on demeaning woman.  I should’ve taken a picture of him.  But who knows maybe he’s changed his look.  Who knows if he bullies the black woman or the gay men that work there.  In this day in age when the dollar holds so much value and we all should take into consideration how we are treated and where we should spend our money, that store is a bad investment.

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Verbal

Heather’s Story: My armpits are none of your business, idiot

My daughter and I were walking on University and I had my arms up and these men from a car yelled, “shave your pits!” and started laughing. I flipped them off.

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