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A man sitting on the stoop of 203 W. 94th Street told me he “liked my style, slow and steady”. When I told him that was sexual harassment (not a compliment), he called me “princess” and kept going. I yelled at him. It didn’t help.
I get harassed EVERY DAY in my neighborhood (10025). When will the government do something about street harassment here?! I’m convinced no on in government gives a shit about women.
Friend and I got on the A train at 34th street, Brooklyn bound. This dude is hardcore staring. Eventually gets up and sits across from us, all the time masturbating through his jeans. I call him on it, and he calls me a bitch and all sorts of other things while my friend is right next to me. I asked if his mother dealt with this and he said he had sisters. so I told him his sisters dealt with the same behavior he was giving me, and he got angry. Don’t let him masturbate at you
When I walked to the bus stop in Middletown, at least 5 men talked to me, calling me cute and asking if I need a ride.
My friend just got yelled at on the street by some inarticulate man while we were in the middle of a great conversation, and it totally bummed us out. Stop invading our brain space, man!
On the busy corner of Graham and Meserole in E Williamsburg, I was walking on a Saturday afternoon doing some errands alone. A short man in his mid-40s with a 10-ish year old boy walked by, gave me the pervy top-to-bottom look over, whistled and said “gorgeous.” He turned to look at me a few more times. Right in front of his kid. I refrained from publicly shaming him for the kid’s sake but my god, this guy does NOT deserve the privilege of raising a child.
My boyfriend and I were out for our Saturday morning walk to the Farmer’s Market, and we were about to pass a little old man who was holding on to a fence post to keep his balance. It looked like he was about to fall, and he waved his hand at me, so I glanced in his direction, prepared to ask him if he needed help. What I got instead was a shouted reprimand: “You are wearing the wrong dress for this neighborhood! It is not a joke!” My boyfriend urged me to pay no heed to the unsolicited comment, but this is not the first time that I have been called out for wearing shorts and a tank top (today it was a strapless shirt, so I really set off alarms), and instead of a beautiful Labor Day weekend walk to the park, I stewed in shame and anger. Sucked.
Again I was out at 8pm walking down 23rd to get to a school event, and again some man called out to me. ‘Have a Nice Weekend I love you.’ Honestly if it had just been have a nice weekend I would have been okay but it’s really creepy to hear I love you from a strange old man.
When I lived in Manhattan by myself I had to endure, DAILY, harassment through comments, catcalls, and grabbing. I was grabbed not only once but four times and all in broad daylight and in crowded areas. One of these times I was walking to work around 10 am on 53 and Madison.
This gang of 20somethings approached me and a guy grabbed me by both shoulders and pulled me right into his face. He said “oh your so beautiful” with this creepy smirk on his face. I told him to get the fuc* off of me. And while all this was happening there was a traffic cop directing traffic RIGHT THERE!
So I ran to the cop and told him what this guy had just done. His response -what do you want me to do about- shrugged his shoulders and turned away. The guys all laughed and walked on. I was so enraged from this and similar events having happened to me that I arrived at work in tears.
My boss, big, tough and not to be messed with, ran outside but the guys had all left. When my boss came back in he said, “Angela, next time something like that happens again, tell me right away because I am always looking for someone to fuc* up. Unfortunately it took yet another man to protect me from men but it did make me feel slightly better. Because according to the cop, I wasn’t worth protecting and that made me feel worthless and helpless.
A man in the park was yelling at me as I walked by, “Everyone look at this elite girl. Girl I’d make love to you so nice. I want to fuck you good” etc. There were dozens of people around but no one said anything.
I wanted to respond but I was afraid that if he tried to hurt me or verbally harassed me more no one would step in. I saw him in the same spot a few hours later yelling at other girls as they walked by but I was too scared of his reaction to say anything about it to him.