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I hadnt stolen a parking spot
hadn’t voiced more than a
“damn”, “traffic”, “san francisco”, “I should have known better”
I had wanted to have ice cream,
to park my damn car,
to have a fun night
Yeah you, CUNT.
CUNT CUNT CUNT CUNT
he yelled it from his expensive car
like it was a recorded message.
I wore a sweater and jeans,
a sweater and jeans.
I look at him in awe, then, in a beg to stop
then as a “Why?” a kind, gentle “why”
that night, I was his victim
someone to make feel like nothing when he had no idea
I already did
San Fransisco, CA
Um, ew. “Can I take your picture instead?”
today while sitting beside the arch in washington square park, i happened upon this individual, who apparently had a lot to offer…
this included plenty of money, weeds (specifically in the blunt form), and the desire to lick me…or more accurately “to lick me thru without chemicals”…he was emphatic about this oral form of intimacy…proposing said “tongue bath” in a bakers dozen of scenarios…i should add that he was also no scrooge when it comes to the compliments…apparently i am fucking beautiful/sexy…in addition to the aforementioned, lickable…
that said, i am relatively certain that i would not be the sole muse for these attentions…so if any of this sounds particularly appealing (how could it not?) I suggest making your way down to good old nyu town… and waiting for the moola, cannabis, and saliva sesh to commence.
This is a photo of the building across the street from my office that has been under construction for the past year. The men working there love to whistle, clap, and holler and it just reinforces the negative stereotype of construction workers. Sometimes it’s almost funny, but really it’s not at all. Considering this monster looms over the office parking lot, it’s pretty difficult to avoid. I’m always self-conscious when I’m within their view; I feel like I’m on display. I’m the most uncomfortable when it’s early in the morning and I’m walking back from yoga. Luckily, they’re negativity can’t penetrate the peaceful bubble I just spent the previous hour and a half developing. Nonetheless, I felt it was time to holla back!
“I am not a lesbian! Why are gay people always trying to befriend me. Get away from me”, and then she attempted to physically assault him, at which point she was removed from the bar and began harassing people on the street. She will harass you so be careful.
Trudging home from the subway I hear the words “beautiful mommy” murmered. I look up to find a man (the one on the left) not staring into my eyes but rather sneering at my tits. I felt like poo, and it took all my willpower to grab my camera and run down the street after him to get this shot. A little scared, and very shaken, I scurried home holding my camera like radioactive material.
A word to the wise ladies and gents: the first time you do this it’s a little jarring. The second time it’s a little empowering. By the third time, it’s downright kickass – so keep snapping! With a little practice, it’s more fun than drugs and the Daily Show combined.
Strolling through the village we my friend and I passed the corner of Sullivan and West 3rd a couple times, each time noticing this dude’s nasty stare. As we made our way back to Bar V he said, “If you ladies keep walking by you’re gonna make me jealous!”
Don’t be jealous dude, my dick is only slightly bigger than yours.
One middle-aged man (they are the WORST!) addressed me as, “Hey Tiger,” and then proceeded to vainly try to explain himself when I called him on it. I ended up walking off smirking, leaving him to pump his own gas (I hope he arrived at his destination all reeking of gas) and red in the face embarassed.
written by Angela.