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I was walking back to work after getting lunch. I hear, “Hey cutie pie”, yelled out of a guy’s car window. I said, “Don’t say that” and he said “But you’re a cutie pie” as he drove off. He said it in such a disgusting way, like I was child. Seriously, I felt infantilized. I yelled as loud as I could, to no one in particular because he had already driven out of hearing range, “That’s street harassment and NO ONE LIKES IT”. Maybe someone else heard it and either learned something or identified with me.
I do not live in the Baltimore area, I actually live in Springfield, Va. and the verbal harassment on the streets is almost as bad as any place else. Men here wink, and say the same things as the video seen by Hollaback! organization. I hope it can be decreased or stopped all together.
Note from co-director Shawna: Check out the viral video she’s talking about right here: http://www.ihollaback.org/blog/2014/10/27/new-street-harassment-psa/
I was walking out of [a hardware store], light bulb in hand. A car driving towards me in the parking lot slowed down and stopped in front of me. As I walked by a young man with another male in the passenger seat said, “Hey sexy”. I immediately became very angry and yelled at him, “Why don’t you go fuck yourself?”, to which he replied “Why don’t I stick my dick in your ass?” and sped off. I was so furious I broke the light bulb in my hand.
I was walking to my apartment from the subway after being at the gym, so I was wearing some loose fitted shorts, a band tee, and running shoes (not that it should matter). I live three blocks away and immediately after crossing the street a young male in the presence of a friend says, “Hey sexy” as I walk by, to which I turn back to him and say, “You’re going to die alone”, he then TOLD me that I like it, so I rolled my eyes and turned to walk away, which apparently confused his well developed mind because he then asked, “No, you don’t like it?”
A block later a man walking on the opposite side of the street yells something just as useless, I can’t remember quite what. I replied that he should go fuck himself; end of that in-depth conversation.
Last block, turning off the corner another young man in front of his friends says *you know the tone* “Heyyyyy…”. At that point, I’m just done and before he continues I yell, “Shut your FUCKING mouth” and he replies, “Damn, I was just saying hello”. That is not how “hello” sounds, Twat.
I’ll be honest–I didn’t do much. But feel the need to say something.
I was walking out of a building near the corner of 36th and Roland (“The Avenue”). A man: 50s, white hair, bald/crew cut, wearing grey shirt, blue jeans, 6′ tall, wiry, strong jaw. He was shouting to someone on Roland, while crossing from one side to the other (from Royal Farms toward Cafe Hon), saying, “I’ll fuck whoever I want, stupid cunt dyke whore!”
Out of the corner of my eye I thought I saw a woman move into a building further up the block. He kept marching on–away from her, thankfully. He looked like he was ready to punch someone (shoulders tense, fists clenched) and instinct said not to engage, given whoever he was yelling at was no longer there and he was moving away. I did walk ahead and then looked back to check to be sure he wasn’t moving back to follow anyone or hurt anyone. He wasn’t–he kept moving toward Falls Road.
I did see the guy later that evening, tromping up and down the Avenue like he was on patrol. He wasn’t speaking to anyone. I think I’ve seen him before on the Avenue, and people should be aware of him–those are the waters this shark has chosen to circle in.
I didn’t hollaback, and I’m sorry about that–but girl, whoever you are, I was watching your back, and you’re not alone.
I was walking in my neighborhood and a black sedan passes by and the man driving called to me, “I can see that little tushie of yours.” I thought I misheard him so I continued to walk. He turned around and called out to me, “I will take your virginity.” Scared, I ran home before he could follow me some more.
I was waiting for my friend outside of a liquor store. A man walked up, walking too close. I yawned, involuntarily. He says “you look like you need a big shot of tequila.” I laughed and said no, a horrible thing to do but I had never experienced anyone talk to me like this. He tried to get me to come into the store with him calling me “sweetie” and “beautiful.” Walking away, he kept yelling names at me. I had stopped listening at that point. Wearing tank tops make me uncomfortable now..