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A man said hi to me, and when I ignored him, he said hello again, so I gave him the finger. I’m tired of this shit. I don’t know you, so I know the only reason you’re saying hi to me is b/c you want to harass me without sounding impolite. After I gave him the finger, got really angry and started cursing at me, calling me “white bitch.” I then turned around and spat at him, and made like I was going to douse him with my (cold) coffee.
Then he started following me, threatening me, cursing at me. I shouted “fuck you” and “stop,” but he kept following me. He then ran around a corner and grabbed an empty cardboard box and threw it at me. That all you got, asshole? A fucking cardboard box? SO SCARED!
In less than 3 months, I have been sexually assaulted on the subway 3 times in the same manner. Each time, I was standing on a very crowded train on the 4/5/6 line, & the men stood behind me & pressed their groins up against my rear end forcefully. The first 2 times, I said firmly, “back off me right now!” Both men denied that they were doing anything wrong & people looked at me like I was crazy. The 3rd time I just tried to move away, but couldn’t. I cried after I left the train, late to work.
This morning during my my 10 minute walk to the subway in Park Slope South, Brooklyn, I was verbally harassed 3 times. The first: “dayyy-um,” the second, “good morning beautiful,” the third, “god bless you, gorgeous, that’s a gorgeous dress.” Me: wearing a pink and white high-neck dress from J.McLauglin that came to my knees and a cardigan, with flip flops. 3 times in less than 10 minutes before 9am- great way to start the day!
Im an actress and was leaving an audition this morning for a popular applesauce brand. Audition in to play a mother. Dressed respectably, skirt and heels-no matter! I was crossing the street checking my phone messages and a man quickly moved my left arm out of his way so he could grab my ass. And run. Middle of the street, 10am. RAGE. Unacceptable!!!
Yelled at from a passing car when walking on the street.
A guy (in a group of guys my friend and I had to squeeze through on the sidewalk) got right in my face and threatened, “I bet I can run faster than you.” I told him to “get the fuck away from me” and we kept walking. He shouted things like “racist white bitch” and “fucking dykes” until we were a block away.
One night, me and my girlfriend were headed downtown to SoHo to a dance club by taxi. The ride was going well, or so we thought. When we reached our destination, and it was time to pay, the fare was about $12.00. My girlfriend got out of the cab, and I handed the driver a twenty dollar bill. He took my money, and I was waiting for my change. Suddenly, he said “you only gave me a ten dollar bill.” I said “no, I gave you a twenty dollar bill.” I was positive that I gave him a twenty! Suddenly, he became extremely angry and started driving down the street with the door open!! As soon as the car stopped, I got out and stood behind his car, shocked. Then, he ran over to me, slapped me in the face, which knocked my glasses off and called me a bitch! I was startled by the sudden assault and instinctively put my glasses back on. Before he sped away like a maniac, I looked at his license plate. I saw the numbers and letters, and started to memorize them! I grabbed a pen out of my pocketbook and a scrap of paper and managed to write the numbers and letters down! Then, I quickly called 911.
The police arrived fast, and I explained to them what happened. They made a police report, and gave me a copy. They seemed pleased with me that I had acted so fast. Later, I called TLC, and told them what happened (the next day). Next thing I knew, we were both in TLC court with a judge. The cab driver was behaving very strangely, and kept threatening me and interrupting the judge! I won the case, and he got in serious trouble! They took his license away because it turned out that he had prior violations! I was so happy that this crazy, violent bastard would be taken off of the road so he couldn’t hurt other people! I was traumatized by this incident, and was afraid to ride alone in taxis for a long time.
This happened many years ago, but still to this day, I still have gotten sexually harassed by drivers. I’m a much bolder person, so if it happens, I tell the sexist jerks to pull over and let me out! I also tell them off, and threaten to call the police! I am very proud of myself for quickly taking action and reporting these horrible men. Its a crying shame that these degenerates harass us women who are PAYING CUSTOMERS! I urge all women to not put up with the slightest bit of ABUSE from these drivers!
Every now and then when boarding the 65 bus I get a bus driver who normally wears black sunglasses (that day he wasn’t) He usually likes to leer at young women, such as myself and drives kind of recklessly. Prior to boarding I felt his eyes burn into me through the front bus windows but didn’t think anything would happen. Anyways, I stepped on, routinely emptied my change and patiently awaited for him to give me a pass. He then rips the pass off and I firmly say “Thank you.” as I tried to pull it out of his hand. I keep pulling at the bus pass within his grip over and over and over and over and over while he sits there trying to get a good look at me. While Im trying to get the pass I keep saying “Thank you.” Suddenly the buss pass rips and I move to the side near the passenger seats to let others walk past me and to store the broken pass in my purse. Upon moving away I could have sworn I heard him call me a “Crazy something” while laughing.
I marched back over to him and said “IF I GIVE YOU MONEY THEN YOU ARENT SUPPOSED TO WITHOLD THAT FROM ME.” I even said it again, just in case he hadn’t heard me the first time. Everyone sitting in the front heard me. And the bus driver just pretended like I hadn’t said anything, staring off into traffic. He never apologized for his behavior nor went out of his way to give me a new pass. While awaiting to get off at my stop I felt pretty nauseated by watching him be overly friendly with the especially young women that boarded the bus. Helping with their bags, making small talk, and touching them when saying goodbye like he had been friends with them for years.
After they got off at their stops he would give them all a creepy stare down until they crossed the street. Checking out their butts and boobs like an animal in heat. When I got off he was super quiet. I wanted to yell “Thanks, Asshole.”