Month: November 2008

Road Rage

I’m 13 years old and I was over my friend Monica’s house and she lives about 2 miles away from a 7/11 and she decides we should walk there. I thought it would be fun. (we live in MD in baltimore city) and it wasn’t really late at night or anything either, it was at … Continued

The Good Guy vs. The Bad Guys

NOTE: We don’t usually accept second hand stories, but this sweet and observant post from a man working in Soho caught our eye. I work at 305 Hudson, which is on the corner of Hudson and Canal. Every night, there are a group of traffic cops there directing the traffic into the tunnel. The other … Continued

Four Train Foot Kicker Foiled Again

This guy was sitting across from me on the train taking up two seats. this was the 4 train around 4 pm on november 24th (08). he started off my incessantly muttering ‘bitches are gonna get it today, bitches are gonna get it today’ and staring / leering at every girl on the train. then … Continued

Painting the Town Red

Well, this post is about 30 yrs too late, but it was a supreme case of harassment. And nowadays, I’d probably be cited. I was pregnant with my son at the time taking my alcoholic aunt who had a massive hangover into Manhattan to work. We were at the Borough Hall Station waiting for the … Continued

Harrassment on the Clock

Just happened- guy harasses me from van- oops, it’s the company van w/phone number. He saw me calling and i watched his face shift from arrogant confidence to sheer panic. Manager apologizes profusely. one point for justice! -Texted from the streets of New York City

Kissing Contest

I was riding my bike and I stopped in DUMBO to figure out directions on my silly phone, when two guys started making kissy noises from the top of this building. I looked up and I couldn’t see them anywhere, so I just kept waiting for ever-so-slow google maps to load. After two minutes, they … Continued

I have a passionate love affair with my neighborhood. I know most folks by face, if not by name, and and I’m addicted to the small town feeling that I’ve secured in big, big Brooklyn. The other night I was walking home and some dude was standing outside of one of those odd private party … Continued