I left my office to mail a letter and was waiting to cross the street and a homeless man sitting on the corner with a sign asking for money threw a banana peel at me. I stepped out of the way to avoid it and he said “I meant to hit you in the face.”
I had just walked out of the building where I work, to grab some lunch. A moment letter, a man walking down the street looked me up and down and said, “Mmmm, hey sweetheart!” I felt caught off guard, so I blurted out the first thing I could think of, which was, “Are you serious?!” He had already passed me but I heard him answer back, “Yeah, I’m real serious!” I just yelled, “NO! Don’t talk to people that way,” and kept walking.
I’m glad I called him out, but it sucks that nobody around me (at least 10-15 people on that section of block) bothered to say anything.
Walking back into my job at a high school, this man pulled his car over to a crawl behind me and said scary sexual things to me, culminating in a “Mmm. You just made. My. Day.” I felt so unsafe and feel like, why do you get to ruin my day? I took a picture of the back of his suv as he drove off which angered him but I feel empowered that I can take action to fight back.
I had my headphones on and was walking home after having lunch. I passed two men on the sidewalk. They were both about mid 40’s. As I passed one of them said “Hey I like your tattoos. ” and his friend chimed in with “Yeah, I like them.” I wasn’t really paying attention, hadn’t looked at them, made no eye contact and so chose to ignore them. Which is when one of them leaned over and screamed “HEY!” into my ear as loudly as he could. Although I was startled I kept walking and offered no response or even indication that I’d heard them. As I walked away they both angrily yelled insults at me all the way down the block.
Was completely randomly cat called by a guy while walking to the T stop, was not even looking at him as I was walking down and be passed above me… Called me baby gurl, urgh, I’m 24 and was not going to Uni, so wasn’t late in the evening or somethin.
I walked by a construction site on Vanderbilt and Pacific in Brooklyn, and the construction crew verbally harassed me.
Walked down the street on a nice, sunny Sunday afternoon. After about ten blocks, I reach the corner of Morningside Park where I’m greeted with rude comments about my appearance from three men sitting on the park bench.
“Damn girl, looking real fine today.”
I just look ahead and keep walking, determined not to let them get to me. As I turn the corner and walk away, I hear shouted after me “Yeah she likes that, doesn’t she.”
As if that isn’t enough, when I walk back home an hour later, the same men are sitting there still and I get the same treatment again.
“Girl those glasses look so sweet on you.”
I’m sick of feeling unsafe walking around my own neighborhood in the middle of the day. I shouldn’t need to walk with someone else to be able to avoid these kinds of comments. Me walking down the street is not an invitation for your comment.
Group of men hanging out on George Street. My mom and I had to walk past them to get to my car and they said to me “Hi. What’s your name? How you doin’?” And my mom said “hi” and they said, “not the old lady.” It’s not illegal to say hello. It’s not illegal to flirt. But it was uncomfortable.
I was in the car with my partner and we were stopped at a stop light. Right across from us was this bar where this sketchy guy literally is always standing outside and making rude comments at people. There are just always older men loitering around and making rude remarks at women. So to the right of us this man in his 50s is standing against the wall of a business and a group of young women pass him by. My window was up so I couldn’t hear the exchange, but he clearly made an unwarranted remark at the women, to which one or two of them immediately responded to with an appropriate level of anger and disgust. Right after they did this they turned the corner. He didn’t like the fact that women actually don’t always just take his verbal abuse sitting down, so he actually began to follow them for a few steps to peek around the corner and get the last word in by yelling after them. To which one of the women responded to with another remark. They were gone and as he was pouting in defeat I rolled down my window and shouted something along the lines of, ” Hey asshole!” and flipped him off, just for the sole purpose to let him know that we’re everywhere, and we are supporting each other against scum like him. Also I just felt like it would be wrong if I didn’t say a little something. He didn’t even get mad or surprised, he just seemed to know that he was trash at that point. One of the better experiences in my opinion.
Last year, I lived within about 5 mins walking distance from my school. So the window of time in which I could get harassed was quite slim, and yet I literally was harassed nearly every single day to the point where I couldn’t go outside without wearing headphones to drown it out.
Within my short walk to school, an old and dirty looking man with dark hair walks towards/past me and looks me dead in the eyes with one of those fucked up pervy smirks as he pretends to be masturbating into the air. I am appalled but I can only think to flip him off. I just hear him behind me after I pass him making some sort of indecipherable remarks and sounds, kind of with the tone of “aw cmon!!!” It was definitely one of the scarier incidents for me, and I still can’t really believe it happened.
Not like it matters, but I was wearing a tshirt and boyfriend jeans that day.