Public Harassment: I was driving on my way to my friend’s house…
I was driving on my way to my friend’s house, and I visit his house nearly every day. I always take the same route, and never had any problems with it. It was just me, a fairly unthreatening looking teenage girl, in my bright blue Mini Cooper. As I was approaching the one of the five lights on the way there, I noticed that there was a man standing in the middle of the road. My friends like to joke about how slow I drive, but I slowed down so I wouldn’t be at risk of hitting this man. I wanted to think that maybe he was just taking a while to cross, maybe he lost something on the road, or he had some other reasonable excuse to be walking around in circles in the middle of the road.
By the time I had pulled up to the limit line and came to a stop, I could tell something was not right. A family was crossing in the cross walk and as they noticed this man, they tried to shield their children from him. A car was stopped at the light next to me, with an older man driving. The man in the street ignored the car next to me, but came right up to my car. He looked at me, sitting in the drivers seat, and waved. At this point the light had turned green, but the man did not move. Instead of getting out of the way, he came up to my car window and motioned for me to roll my window down. All of my doors were locked, but I was still freaking out. I didn’t know what to do so I offered a small wave, wanting to believe in the good of people, even though I was quite uneasy.
The man continued motioning for me to roll my window down, but I remained still and looked ahead. I wanted to drive away but his hand was glued to my door handle. He was smiling at me and giving me a once over. Then, he kissed the glass of the driver’s seat window. Cars passing by on the other side started honking, and at some point I must have driven away, but I was mentally not there by then. I called the 911 and asked to be directed to the non-emergency number because I figured they had far more important matters to deal with than some minor harassment; plus, I wasn’t even hurt. This kind of minimization of my problems was unnessesary, and I think that what I experienced should have been addressed immediately.