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In a semi-crowded bar at Hill & Dale on the LES on Saturday night. Late twenties male in a grey suit was leading a group of friends through the crowd. I felt someone grab me, as if to push me aside and walk past, but instead he squeezed and grabed my love handle, moved down to my hip, then up to my chest. It happened so fast, but I turned around and yelled “why the F are you touching me?!” My husband and friends were able to get him kicked out by security.
I was enjoying the weekend with my girlfriend down the shore when this boy came up to us and told my girlfriend that his friend thought I was pretty. She responded with “she’s actually my girlfriend” and the boy yelled obnoxiously over to his friend “Nevermind, they’re lesbians!”
Thinking it was over, the boy then called over “Want to have a threesome?” then pointed to beneath the pier. Completely disgusted, I told him that he could have a threesome with his asshole friends instead.
As I left my apartment last night there were two men sitting on my steps who remarked “hey, you have a nice ass” as I tried to walk past them. I turned around and said “don’t talk to me that way.” After which I heard an increasingly amount of comments including “titties!! show me your titties!!” I crossed the street then yelled loud enough for a three block radius to hear “SHUT. THE FUCK. UP.” and kept walking.
I stopped wearing skirts because on 2 separate occasions, 2 random men said to me “hey girl you ain’t wearing no panties.” (Which wasn’t even true…) one went on to say he would “get all in that little white pussy.” When I got home I cried. There’s so many more experiences like this that have happened to me, as I’m sure too many other woman would say so too. I’m over feeling powerless…. FUCK that
It was about 10:30 and I was walking to the subway to go out with some friends downtown. I hear a man call from a regular sedan: “hey, do you need a ride?” I ignore it and turn the corner. He turns the corner in his car and repeats his question, adding that it’s convenient for him in a pseudo-sympathetic tone. The light turns green, I say no thank you and run down to the subway. It’s infuriating that anyone would insinuate that I can’t take care of myself and make me feel unsafe in the process.
I’ve had a nasty flu for a few weeks. I was standing at an intersection when a man spoke behind me:
“Can I follow you?”
I turned, blinking, while my hazy sick brain struggled to muster an insightful response…or even a facial expression. I was too sick; I had nothing.
I blinked again, twice.
Still waiting for my face to make an expression…
“Ok you don’t speak English.” He left.
I didn’t get a word or even a sneer out, but I kinda won…
I was walking to the train station to go to college. This man stops me in the bottom of the stairs and tells me that I’m gorgeous. He seemed harmless so I mumbled um thanks and kept walking and then he screamed “Damn you are fucking gorgeous I would eat your pussy out!” And I ran. I felt humiliated and violated. And do not use the argument that I asked for it because I was wearing a dress and a headscarf.
A few blocks down, I was wearing a Salwar Kameez which a traditional south Asian attire and it was not tight or provoking in any manner so ppl who use that argument need to STFU. And this tall man stared at me and then walked past me and then slapped my ass. My body half froze and the I started running. Scared for my life because it wasn’t a busy block and I just bursted into tears because I felt so immensely violated.
A man walked by me and mutters, just loud enough for me to hear and making eye contact “I want to fuck you in the ass.” I was so shaken I couldn’t respond, and his smug face while he said it is still imprinted in my mind.
I was most affected when I was harassed by some men when I was a fifth grade cheerleader. Although I’ve been dealing with this for nearly 10 years, I didn’t realize how scared I was until college orientation. I went to the date rape seminar at school and I couldn’t even sit though the discussion. I felt uncomfortable during the skits and I cried so much. I was embarrassed and felt like I was the one who was wrong for making this a big deal. I’m glad to know that other people live with this too.