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My friend was walking to school and an elderly man whispered to her “delicious.”
Creepy man in thirties following me around a Sears in the Newport mall, watching me from a distance then walked in to ask me what color my hair is ( it’s green). I brushed him off he walked away, noticed him staring at me as I left the store about 30 feet awa., I hauled ass to the lightrail, if I didn’t pretty sure he would have followed me.
I have been a victim of several forms of harassment. I don’t live in a big city, but that doesn’t seem to matter. I get stared at and talked to constantly in regular places (grocery store, gas stations, restaurants, trains, online, and just about any where else you can think of.)
I was coming back from NYC on the train. I had picked a spot on the train that was partially away from the others to sleep and listen to music. It was about a 2 hour train ride. A man plopped himself next to me and continued to try to talk to me the entire time. I text my friend to call me, hoping that he would leave. He didn’t. He constantly interrupted, asked if he could give me a massage, wanted my number, and harassed me the whole time. I wouldn’t get off of the phone with my friend until I was safe and sound. I had to endure an hour and 45 minutes with this guy until he got off at the stop right before mine. I would have moved to a different spot, but the train was packed.
I have been practically date raped, hit on several times WHILE ON A DATE. Have had my dates given crude compliments about me. (“Dude bro, hope you score later, she’s HOT!”, etc.). Needless to say, I am not the only one getting harassed, but so are the people I am dating that I care about.
I don’t dress sleazy, I don’t act sexy, and I don’t bring things on to myself. I don’t hit on men and I don’t lead them on.
The most horrific experience I have had while on a date, was being drugged. (I was dating someone I was very close to and knew me well, thank heavens.)
An adult softball team came into the bar/restaurant and a married man who also had his wife with him at the time came up to our table and “chatted” with us. My date excused himself to go to the bathroom. This man continued to talk to me while his wife was sitting across at another table. He got my attention on the world cup playing on the TV. Later, when he left, he knocked on the glass window from outside by where we were sitting and waved eerily goodbye to me. My date and I thought he was creepy, but thought nothing of it because things like this happen so frequently.
On the way home, this is when I began to black out. I told my date I was feeling really sick. By the time I got home and to my room, I sat on my bed and violently threw up. I finally made it to the bathroom and kept getting sicker and sicker. My head was spinning, I was crying constantly and extremely incoherent. I only had one drink and my date had been out with me enough times to know that I wasn’t drunk and that it wasn’t in my nature to get sick. We didn’t have anything to eat, so it couldn’t have been food poisoning.
While my date cleaned up after me, put me in the bathtub and washed my hair, changed my sheets, got me dressed, he was constantly begging me to go to the ER. I told him no over and over again, not understanding what was happening.
I was sick for the next 3 days. Later, I found out that all it takes is 2 drops of the common eye drop, Visine in your drink to get you so ill you could die.
Harassment comes in so many forms, and these are just some examples of many I’ve experienced. I hope to learn more about how to handle situations because I truly have had my life in danger. I am grateful for websites like this one that promote awareness!
I was walking down the strip around 3pm, returning to my hotel after a business convention. A man tried to hand me a cd and when I didn’t take it he stepped infront of me, blocking my way and asked me for my number. I eventually got around him and he followed me down the strip, telling me I had dropped something, trying to get me to bend over to pick it up. He followed me for over minute calling me a sexually and suggestive name before a bystander intervened and I was able to keep walking.
I’m 70 years old and I still get harassing comments and looks. But I’m writing to you because I love the idea of Hollaback! I am a second wave feminist (with a listing in Barbara Love’s book “Feminists who Changed America, 1963-1975″) and around 1970-71 I organized the “Offensive Defense Unit” to fight against street harassment in New Haven CT. On one street the particular offenders were a barber shop and a fire station. We went in to confront the barber shop and the response was ridicule–nothing changed (and we think it was a mafia establishment) but we went to talk to the firemen and they were actually responsive in a good way. Ultimately we ended up also demonstrating in front of Mory’s, the Yale Club that was men only at that time–Yale didn’t accept women students until 1969. That was nearly 45 years ago. It’s shocking that nothing has changed in 45 years. Thanks for taking this on–its inspiring.
I am utterly fed up with street harassment in every way. I’m sick of both experiencing it firsthand, and seeing it happen EVERY DAY to other women (and young girls). It’s especially frustrating on my walk to work, to earn money that is heavily taxed for a government that is not doing enough to combat it. Hollaback! is absolutely brilliant- I look forward to the future!
10/13/14. Walking near Times Square I hear a man yelling repeatedly “hey shawty shawty hey hey!” I’m very petite & knew he was addressing me. I ignored him. He sped up till he was literally inches behind me and just walked “with” me licking his lips eyeing me up and down. Thought he would rob me so I pulled my purse closer. He then sped up again right next to me continuing to eye me and lick his lips. Gave him a dirty look and sped up he continued behind me another block yelling shawty and laughing.
Guy started talking to me and told me my dress was pretty. Then wanted to know if I like scallion pancakes. Then pointed out a restaurant where I could get such pancakes. I have not yet said anything to him so he asks me how my day is and I say alright and turn into the train station and he says oh you’re taking the train? I was going to walk with you. It’s night. I wanted to go home. Alone. Without some creep inviting himself to follow me around.
On my lunch break a man in his forties (estimate) wearing a sloppy tank and shorts and a fedora kept following me and shouting pick up lines/and general harassment. I kept moving away, and asked him to leave me alone several times but he persisted until I returned to work.