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A man was shouting threatening things at my friend and I including “you’ll never say no to me again” and “I’ll catch you naked.”
1pm. A group of men working at the stores on the block constantly harass passing women.
This little bit of skin was apparently enough for a guy to undress me with his eyes for the entire PATH train ride into the city. I eventually stopped looking up from my lap because every time I did I saw this man looking me over with this awful smirk. I wanted to tell him to stop but there were only a few other people in the car. He tried keeping me in his sights at WTC where I got a few more glimpses of that awful smirk but I ran up the escalator once I could break away from the crowd and lost him.
I was visiting NYC and heading back home by taking the Megabus. There are food carts at the end of the block and I had to pass them to get to my stop. Everytime I pass them I see one of the men that run the cart shout lewd things or whistle at women. I think he belives this will get them to buy his food. One night I passed the cart and he whistled and said “Hey sexy,” I stopped in my tracks, LIVID and told him “Can you stop harassing me please?” He never did it again.
So I’m walking my dog, waiting for him to finish business when this tall guy walks past me, turns around, looks at me and says: hey beautiful. I just ignored him but it made me really mad and pissed off. Why cant these idiots stfu!?
I was walking home one day having a bad day to begin with when a man walking by me yelled “Honey, those Jeans are really working for me.”
Usually when I get catcalled I ignore it. Not wanting to give them the power by knowing they are affecting me and all that. However it was getting old quick and I was already in a bad mood, so I told him to “Fuck off.”
He did the opposite, turing around to follow me calling after me “Come back baby I like them feisty.” He followed me for a block until a cop car rolled by.
On Sunday I wore a dress that hits mid-thigh, with thick tights, knee high boots and a coat. The first harrassment was at 1pm. I was at Union Station in DC and one of the male Greyhound workers called me baby girl. 2nd and 3rd harrassment back home in Ridgewood, Queens that evening- a male passerby yelled hey baby how are you right in my face. A little later, a food delivery man stared at me grinning and asked if I wanted to have fun tonight.
My friend was walking to school and an elderly man whispered to her “delicious.”
I walk my dog along the same 2-mile route everyday at about the same time of day. I walk with my head down, not looking at any passing cars, and avoiding any human interaction whatsoever. For the entire walk I am nervous and tense just waiting for the inevitable street harassment that occurs at least once every time. Guys drive by and yell out “Hey fat ass!” or “Your ass is huge!” or “I’d like to tap that big ass!” Or, they will drive up behind me as I am walking and just yell “Boo Bitch!” to see me jump and then drive off laughing. I have multiple sclerosis and, in the beginning, the walking was very peaceful and relaxing but now the street harassment creates the kind of stress that causes MS flare-ups – dizziness, numbness and tingling in my hands and feet, or my legs get rubbery feeling.
I wish that I could take down the license plate numbers and file lawsuits against all of these degenerates but the current laws do not support such actions. Complaints such as this are dismissed routinely and it’s a shame because maybe if the law was behind us we could put a stop to street harassment forever, or at least reduce the frequency. Instead I have to reduce the frequency of my walks and sacrifice my own emotional and physical health.
So I was getting off of the six train 103rd street station stop. I was on the platform heading to the stairs, when this tall male came up to me. He told me how beautiful I was, and how I’m the prettiest girl he’d ever seen, etc. He offered me his card, and I said no thanks. He said ok, then to my shock, he kissed me on the cheek and ran away! I was LIVID! I went to the cops about it.
The male cop at the desk didn’t seem interested in helping me at all!!