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Some guy on his scooter hollering.
From as young as I can remember, I’ve been verbally abused with racial slurs & demeaning names by men on the block I live on. Having a paint store meant construction workers, and by all means, everyone is trying to work, I get it. But why is it that I have to wear earphones and blast my music because I can’t stand what they say to and about me? It’s not even about what I wear, for it happens in the winter when I’m in oversized sweats and hoodies. It is absolutely disgusting to hear what i hear.
I was walking to the subway near my apartment and a really creepy guy stopped right in front of me. I couldn’t get around him. He stared straight at me and said, “I want to fuck you so hard.” I was completely taken aback and felt disgusting for the entire day. I still do just thinking about it.
I was walking to Yayas Tea Garden when out of nowhere this creeper said “heyyyy beautiful”. Ironically, this only made me feel gross and violated.
I wish I knew this app back then. It was last fall, on the 33rd st. 7 train platform, 2pm. He was standing on top of the stairs as I was running to catch the upcoming train. As I passed he grabbed my butt. When I turned back in shock, he was laughing . I yelled at him all I could, and told some people in the train. But the doors closed and it was over. I hope he got arrested. I’m glad to see that there is nothing else reported in this area.
Another day, another group of construction workers yelling sexual things and making comments about my body as I pass. These workers are disgusting.
Man on the north end of the Manhattan bound Dekalb Q-R-D platform had his dick out and was masturbating. Disgusting. Regret just running away. Should have told him how awful he is.
Every day I walk the same route. Every day I hear men calling me “baby,” “sweetheart,” as long as I am alone. The minute they see me walking with my man, they remain quiet because they respect him, a strange man, over me, a lone woman.
Rainy day, strep throat, walking to the subway from work. ‘Sexy knees,’ he says. ‘Yeah, mmm, sexy knees,’ says his friend in agreement. Wtf?
I was waiting for the 4/5 train when a man came up to me and started asking me my name, where I was from, where I lived, etc.
I told him I didn’t want to tell him my name and generally ignored him until he asked where I lived, then I said I was leaving to get a taxi. I checked, but he didn’t follow me out of the station.