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I was walking to this quiet pond near the wooded area by bayside for a meditation session and passed a couple of middle aged men sitting and smoking by some bushes that I had to pass to get to where I was going. One of them began flirting with me saying “aye lil ma what’s ya name” and I tried to dismiss the situation as quick as possible when suddenly it went from flirting to him staring at my crotch.
I was wearing leggings and although I was tucked my method had failed after a long walk from the train station and he began questioning the awkward bulge in my leggings and he began passive aggressively telling me to take off my shades to see my whole face and then he whispered something angry and inaudible and my heart was pounding as he uttered the words “if you love your life you better run up out my sight in 10 seconds” without hesitation I walked quickly back to the train station as I heard him telling his friend in the background “that’s a faggot man, that’s a faggot!”
I was walking to bayside from the metrorail and almost an entire block long of men and other bystanders thought it would be nice to all yell out catcalls til it was almost an inaudible roar. Things like “damn ma” “aye Miley Cyrus lemme hit that”.
It was a hot day and so I had on shorts and a backless tank. I expected a few unwanted comments as is typical for my neighborhood. But then a large man I see around a lot decided to make a loud, slerpy kiss and eye me up and down when he was about 3 feet in front of me. I snapped, as I’m prone to do. I said ‘Fuck you!’ And his retort was ‘yeah that’s what I want’ it ended in threats of physical violence. But that’s usually what I get for standing up for myself!
I was walking to the laundry mat and some man kept starring and following ever since I got off the train, and I couldn’t take a picture but I definitely was pretending to call the cops and he walked away .
This local union training spot is a center for men who just stand outside, messing around and hollering at women. Every time I go by – on my way to the gym or the train – and there’s a crowd out there, they holler or leer. I’m sick of it. I say things back whenever I can or give dirty looks — but I’m contacting them and asking them to speak to their members. Sick of it!
I was at school and when I got out of a class period my so called guy friend went behind me held my hand behind my back and he started groping me. I called out for help and nobody helped at all. Teachers saw even students.
A barker for a comedy show was trying to sell tickets in Time Square. He told the woman walking ahead of me “You look like my future ex-wife. I want to make you a single mother.”
While walking down the street, a man told me he liked the way I looked. “I like a girl in glasses. All innocent.” He said. I told him to shut up and said that I don’t want to deal with him and kept walking.
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.