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28th in Chelsea holds a 50/50 chance that someone will comment or block my path for a kiss or whistle, etc.
Today was “hey bitch nice legs.”
“Hi, how are you? You look gorgeous”
“Hi, sweetie, you look pretty…what, no thank you??”
My friend and I were taking the N train downtown after school from Atlantic-Pacific (still Pacific at the time) and there is always a huge rush of people at that stop and the train gets crowded. At 36th St, a few people got off and more got on. There was someone’s fist in my crotch and I thought that the owner of that fist might not realize that they were in my crotch.
I tried to move out of the way even though there were so many people I didn’t move much. His fist was following my crotch and then he pressed in and flexed. My friend saw my startled expression but there were too many people for her to ask me what was up. I froze up for a moment, then I started trying to push him away but he was persistent.
At the next stop, 59th St, the train car loosened up enough for me to see the owner of that intrusive fist. It was a man with white hair, balding. I impulsively flinched and stepped back – then sent him a scorching look. He got off at 59th and watched me until the train pulled out the station. My friend asked me, “who was that?” I told her no one.
I was walking from the grocery store to the laundromat on 30 ave in queens while on talking on the phone to my father.
A group of drunk guys came up behind me one of them said hey can I talk to you. I said no and I kept walking.
They continued to follow and talk to me. I told him to go fuck himself. Which then lead to him following me down the block and saying my pussy was infested. They didn’t stop until I ducked into the laundromat.
As I was coming down the stairs to the platform for the 4/5, a man at the bottom of the stairs called out to me “Hey beautiful”, and upon no response, he called me “sexy.” I kept walking my way and saw him turn to walk the other way. And then I thought, “No way in hell are you getting away with that.” I turned, followed him down the platform. I caught up with him and he looked shocked to see me. I told him, “Don’t talk to me like that!” He sputtered a “F’ you!” but by then I had turned and started walking away.
A man appears to be flashing every women who comes out of the southeast corner subway exit, including this one. He lingers until a young woman approaches, then goes for it.
This guy came up to me aggressively on the corner and yelled “buy me lunch, sexy! Sexy!” I quickly moved away and was fine – I just hate that people think it’s okay to talk to me, or any woman that way.
Creep leered at me said “nice ass,” whistled, and then got angry when I ignored him.
I always go for a walk in the morning on the weekends in Central park and I went to walk my mother to work at the Jewish Home hospital. I noticed this young guy mid twenties on his cell phone but think nothing of it. When I kiss my mom goodbye I walk towards central park but I could feel someone behind me ( I’m super paranoid and don’t like it when I feel someone is walking too close). I turn around and this guy was right behind me with his penis out. I ran!!! I screamed “what the F%*%!!!”
I was going to continue with my walk but I was so shaken and thought, “Why am I going to let this guy get away with that?” So I went back trying to pinpoint his location and sure enough he crossed the street pretending to be on the phone again. I called the cops gave them a description and location. I could see him across the street looking at me and I looked at him right back with my phone in hand. He apparently got nervous and entered one of the buildings across from the Jewish Home and disappeared. I went to the Jewish home and reported the guy and his description to the hospital. Although I did not get a picture of him because I was so scared and caught off guard but I will make sure to snap a picture next time I spot him and report him to the police again!
I was walking home from the pharmacy on 2nd Avenue when a group of men (with a child, how shameful) started screaming “Cheee nah” at me. When I didn’t respond they made racist remarks and kept doing so until I was out of earshot. Did not feel safe. Followed for a bit.