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Crusty guy said the infamous: you should smile. And when I didn’t respond got very aggressive and shouted “bitch” at me.
Walking to subway for work. A Heineken delivery man makes comments as I am walking past. I tell him that is not it is not appropriate to make comments to women walking by. I take pictures of him and he starts yelling that I am an ugly ass fucking bitch and I better watch it. (Man in red shirt)
A disgusting man stuck his hand up my dress — up my ass– as he was getting off the subway at hunters point ave stop on the 7 train at 7:46pm tonight 9/22/2014 — I was startled and screamed, but he ran off too quickly for me to do anything else. I’m sure this happens (and way worse) all the time and these men should not get away with this! I am sickened and also scared for other victims.
Three guys saw me walking down the street and formed a circle as I passed saying: wow, look at you and hi gorgeous, etc. I flicked them off and said fuck you which got them even more riled up making them walk behind me for half a block so I turned and started to ask them of making me feel like crap made them feel good. I asked if they would like this to happen to their daughters and told them again to leave me alone. I left feeling angry and trembling. I wish I knew how to handle it better.
I entered the train, and the guy on the left of me pretended to “help” me into the train by grabbing my lower back and grazing it saying, “Here you go, sweetie.” My shirt on the back had a certain pattern that showed a bit of skin and his hands literally made contact with my skin.
When I told him, “Please don’t touch me,” he proceeded to insult my body, saying “There’s not much to touch,” laugh with his friend and make insulting comments about my race loudly so everyone on the train could hear. Both he and his friend continued to make harassing and provocative remarks throughout the train ride, hoping I would react verbally. I didn’t.
So, I’m coming home now after an arduous day after work and I told no one of this other than my husband until just earlier when I started processing it.
This morning, I got on the J into Broad St. as I do every day into my office. A bit later.. 9:30/40 train after a full morning of work already.
It’s packed when I get on at Myrtle/Broadway (my home stop and I love it) and it is already packed but I’m near the door and station myself there so I can check work e-mail on the above ground trip in. As soon as we get to the next stop, I naturally step into an already packed train and hold onto the bar that is far too high for me to reach onto. I feel someone come in behind me and push up against me flush against my back but I expect they’re going to turn as not to be an asshole on the train. But no. I look back to see this shit eating smile and I start to panic. I’m a strong girl. I have only older brothers, I played hockey, my stinging wit is second to none… but I only have my heart beating at the moment. What do I do? Is anybody looking? Am I alone? Will anybody back me up?
It feels like ages before the next stop over the bridge. I’m thinking of all of the things I WANT to say. We get to Essex and I want to scream. I want to tell everyone how this man has been gyrating on my back for 6 WHOLE minutes. I want to tell them how SMALL it makes me feel. How entirely useless I feel in this situation.
I finally turn around and say ALL too lightly, quietly, and quite candidly – “If you don’t move to an area without other women and wait for your stop, I will scream about how much of a creeper you are to the rest of the train.” I had something much heartier planned, including an elbow to the stomach, but I was far too scared.
I’ve set my alarm to go in far earlier so I don’t have to take a packed train and feel this humiliation again. I feel like I’m tougher than this, but it just broke me.
My friend and I were walking around taking photos of one another in the neighborhood, I noticed a man nearby watching us with his phone out but he was pretending to read a letter. He had his phone aimed toward us but when he saw me looking, he got lost.
Fast forward one hour, and we are in a store a few streets over. The man is in the store watching us. I see he has his phone out and when i walk towards him, his camera app was open. He was taking pics of us.
My friend was in the dressing room trying on outfits. I was so angered and felt soooo violated and angry at this man, and was so tired of just bowing down, not saying anything and letting this stuff happen to me. so I decided to exploit him right back, I took out my iPhone and began to film HIM.
this is what ensued:
I waited for him to exit the store and approached him, asked him why he was taking pictures of my friend and I without my permission. He freaked out, told me I was being paranoid then ran away. So far my video had 1,000 views on youtube and close to 600 tumblr notes. I want girls to know that they can safely film their harrasser, if it is safe, it can humiliate them when they least expect it.
I am a bartender living in Harlem working in Brooklyn. So every morning when I’m done with the night shift in Brooklyn I have to take the train all the way uptown. I try to cover my body as much as I can but I can’t hide my face. And honestly I’m tired of having to feel like I’m on a battlefield every time I leave the house. I just stopped being the happy smiling person I really am because people take that the wrong way. And it hurts having to put that serious mug face on all the time. Even so, I was reading a book waiting on the train and this tall long faced man comes sits next to me and offers me the cheetos he was eating. Um no, thanks.
Either way he kept talking “you’re so fuckin hot, are you single” to which I replied I am married. Because I am married. He said that doesn’t matter. Long story short, he got on the train with me, I told him I’m not interested but he sat right next to me on the train and I just stopped talking because I got scared for my safety. At which point he grabbed forcefully my face in between his palms and tried to kiss me but ended up licking my nose. That was so embarrassing and gross. I was so mad and angry and frustrated but afraid too because nobody ever went this far so I assumed he was either high or drunk. And I told him calmly you have to stop right now because this is unacceptable and I’ll call the cops if you touch me again. He stopped touching, he didn’t stop talking. I got off at the very next stop and this crazy dude got off too and started running after me. I was desperate, I ran on a red light with cars going all directions put my life in danger trying to get rid of him. Got into a cab and begged the driver to lock all doors immediately and drive. The dude caught up with the cab because it was red light and tried to open the door slamming with his fists in the Windows. The cabbie got scared too and started driving.
Was leaving the Bronx Zoo with my then boyfriend. Broad daylight, about 5pm, four young kids all under 18 walk past us. As we pass, one turns around and smacks my ass so hard I fell to the ground. Boyfriend confronts them; they spit in his face and call me a “yummy piece of ass” and “we’re gonna gang bang your bitch while you watch and then we’r gonna cut her up.” We run to the subway stop and tell the booth clerk to call the police. Luckily there is a FEMALE police officer on duty, on her break. She immediately called a squad car. We drove around in the squad car for a while trying to find the guys, but never did. I got lucky that there was a female police officer. I have never been back to the Bronx. I’m honestly afraid to go.
Hi. Since I started reading the stories and advice on this website I have become much bolder about confronting unwanted stares in my gym. This used to be a BIG problem for me. A few weeks ago I began making nasty faces to men who would not stop staring. I am happy to report that in the last week or so I have not had ANY inappropriate stares!!! I am so relieved as this was extremely annoying, and interfered with my concentration. If anyone reads this who loves working out and has this problem, I highly encourage you to try this! I feel SO much more comfortable now. I’m so glad I found this website and I hope my post encourages others to do what I did.