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I am a black female who’s experienced street harassment for my weight and style of dress for almost 20 yrs. I’ve had insults yelled at me even from cars and from across streets, laughter, oinking/mooing sounds, being told to “get my fat ass out the way” by drivers in motion and having objects thrown at me. Aside from that I’ve encountered lewd comments being stated or yelled at me, being followed and having my hand/arm grabbed!
Walking to my job before 7 I always pass a group of men waiting at their construction site and have never had an issue. Last week walking by a man asked me to “Shake it for him mami” and when I kept walking (faster away) he said “Fine! Whatever it’s a compliment” to which I finally felt confident enough to repy a loud “FUCK OFF” back to him.
I hope this program raises awareness and strength to stand up
I get harassed every single day. It doesn’t matter if I wear sweatpants, glasses and no makeup or if I’m going to work and am dressed up. This one particular night I was walking home at around 10:30pm on a Friday night. This younger man on a bike came up to me and said “Hey beautiful” to which I just ignored him as usual. He continued to ride next to me calling me a “Stuck up bitch” because I wouldn’t respond to him. He then began screaming that to me when we came to a stoplight where a group of people were. At this point I tried to call my boyfriend and father who both didn’t pick up at the time. The man noticed I was trying to call people and responded by saying” Your boyfriend won’t pick up because he’s banging some other chick because you’re a stuck up bitch.” He continued to follow me as I got on the phone with my girlfriend who stayed on the line with me. At this point I was terrified and clutching my mace. He then sped ahead of me to a pizza shop on the corner where a few of his friends must have been and they all just watched me. I got to my corner and sprinted to my door and got inside. It is so sad that a girl can’t walk home anymore without worrying about being harassed or worse.
I’m a Starbucks fanatic, and I used to go quite often to the one on Richmond Avenue next to Marshalls. For some time though, I was very uncomfortable going. Most of the shops in that plaza had hired security guards from a private company. The Guards usually stationed themselves in GameStop (when it was there), between Dicks and the atm, and inside Starbucks. There was one in particular who used to constantly harass me. Yell out things to me when he’d see me walking in the parking lot. Things like “you’re beautiful” and “what’s your name?”, “how are you today?”. I went from ignoring him, to telling him to leave me alone. I live in this neighborhood, and was always in Starbucks, so to feel as if I couldn’t walk around there by myself was crippling. It wasn’t until I started yelling the word “creep” to him, with other Starbucks patrons watching, did he actually stop. I have no idea what gives a man/person the idea that it’s alright to talk to someone like this, but it has to stop.
I’ve lived in NYC for almost two years now. I’ve had to adapt to just ignoring the rude remarks and stares men give me as I walk by, but sometimes enough is enough. Once I was waiting for the light to turn green so I could cross the street. As I was waiting some men on the corner across from me were yelling “Now that’s a body. Damn girl, why don’t you come over here? etc.” They were so loud I could hear them through the music in my headphones. I was just wearing jeans, tshirt, and leather jacket.
Another time I was walking to get some ice cream and a car slow down by me and they guy inside was asking me to “hop on in” and made sexual gestures with his hands. When I flipped him off, he got mad and offensive.
The list goes on, sexual harassment in NYC must be stopped.
I’m walking to the bus stop from work, and one guy from a group of people up the block from me starts hissing. At first I thought they had a dog with them or something, but when I got closer his friend started yelling, “Hey sexy! Hey sexy!” over and over. A woman with them started laughing. I walked past and they eventually got quiet. I’m wearing black slacks, sneakers, and a hoodie.
IT HAPPENED IN BROAD DAYLIGHT.
I was entering the train station when some random idiot asked me how you doing today princess. I just walked past and pretended there was no one there. I’m thinking PISS OFF! I don’t freaking know you. Then on my way home the same thing happened again when a martian looking dude walked past me and said how you’re doing today cutie. It’s sad we live in a world full of scumbags. Smh
Everyday I would go to work at an office (professional, appropriate attire) and everyday I faced harassment. As a woman; you wake up every single day and brace yourself for whats inevitably to come. From men telling me I’m too pretty I need to smile to men stalking me at work, and attempting to follow me home. I would come home to my fiance in tears because the harassment would not only interfere with my job, but also took away my sense of safety. When we as women are forced to walk the streets as if we were in prison about to be attacked at any moment; there is something wrong with our society. WE SHOULD NOT HAVE TO LIVE IN FEAR!!!
I used to run an after-school program in NYC and sometimes would walk some female kids to the store for snacks. Yes, even then men would say unbelievably offensive things and a few times I’d say “do you know she’s 14!?” I usually got f*** you! man.
The girls were totally used to it already, which is also disheartening. It’s just gross.
Thank you for what you’re doing!
I was on my way to the gym at 6pm in the afternoon, as I was walking on 142nd Street and Broadway there was a guy with a stroller come from the other side. As he got closer to me, he closed his fist towards me and acted like he was going to punch me in the face. I got scared when I saw the fist and he responded “Did you get scared?” I did not respond anything. He then started telling me, “You were in my way miss.” “What’s the matter with you?” “B#%@h” I kept walking quietly to the gym which I couldn’t stop thinking about the incident as I was walking to the gym on that day. I felt terrified there was no policemen around.