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Man kept drunkenly yelling from car “hey Paige, hey Paige”.
My name isn’t Paige so I was ignoring him
and he was like “ok bitch ignore me”
This guys like around 55 with guy ginger hair and really dark shades just comes out the woodwork and storms up a conversation with me like this “Young people have it hard or, easy”.
Usually I consider myself a kind person and when a person says something to me I feel sorta an itch to answer back.So I answer in a sarcastic way “yeah we do” and we talked about how ‘hard’ of a time he’s having and while he’s talking I’m counting the seconds until the light changes so I can just get across the street and right when the light changes he says out of the blue ‘By the way I finance movies’ and am I interested and he gives me his hand and I don’t shake it cuz I only said one sentence to him and he gets soo upset when I don’t take his hand and I say in a loud voice because he made me uncomfortable and gave off a creepy vibe so I say “Hey I don’t know you man!”
And I walked off to cross the steet and he makes some weird loud sexual sounding grunt noise behind me and when I turned the corner he dissappeared.
Probably one of the most, creepy interactions ive ever had with a male in broad daylight.
I parked my car next to a vehicle who had a man sitting with the window down.
As I got out of my car, he said, “damn sexy” and I yelled at him to fuck off.
Night of May 4, 2014.
Guys who work at a local restaurant whistled at me on my way home from work.
They kept doing it as I walked away, so I turned back and snapped a picture.
The quality’s not great, but I don’t think they’re as cute as they act.
What do you think?
A man on the orange line was touching me while I was on the phone with my mom, he slid his hand across me and tried to touch my boobs.
I caught him and punched him away, I yelled at the metro driver to help, he did nothing.
The man ran off at the laurel canyon stop and ran away.
No one on the bus helped, stopped, nothing.
I looked and felt like an idiot.
I was walking back to my hotel from Disneyland in the middle of the day and there’s a bus stop in front/close to the front of the Sheraton hotel on S. Harbor Blvd.
I was waiting to cross the street before the bus stop and I saw 3 men get off the bus and chase off a homeless man who I’d seen sleeping on the bench (and not bothering anybody as they walked by).
There were a couple other people walking and we all neared the bus stop around the same time.
The 3 men separated from each other and tried to corner people. One of them tried to corner me, brushing up against me. He asked if he could have my number. I said no and I kept walking.
As I neared the Sheraton parking lot, I turned in even though it wasn’t my hotel, just so I could make sure they weren’t following me.
Just a few blocks from Disneyland, in broad daylight.
It’s a sad commentary on the state of affairs in Los Angeles that one of the many reasons I was excited to be pregnant was because I figured I would get a few months off from being harassed on the streets.
It’s a sadder commentary on the state of affairs that despite the fact that I’m clearly, visibly pregnant, I was still harassed this afternoon.
A guy hanging out the back passenger side of a white Honda Accord, whistled at me multiple times and looked me up and down like I was a piece of meat. It happened around 3:30pm on Charles E. Young East just east of Westwood Blvd.
I’m not sure what’s worse: that I live in a community where I assume I will be harassed unless I am visibly pregnant, or that even that low hurdle of decency – not sexually harassing a pregnant woman – is apparently too much to ask for in Los Angeles.
Today was the third time that this man approached me and verbally assaulted me on Venice Beach.
I have witnessed him doing it several times before, always to women who are alone on the beach, and he always passes by if I am with other people.
The first time, I had my headphones in and was sunbathing, he approached me and asked if I minded if he sat down with me.
I replied kindly, “No, sorry, I’m enjoying my alone time.”
“You’re not very friendly, too bad. You should be more open to making new friends,” he replied lasciviously.
“Sorry, I really just want to be left alone. Please just leave me in peace.”
“Too bad, girl, you could have had a chance to suck my dick” he said as he walked off.
There I was, basking in the sun and reading, and the feeling of vulnerability and fear made me tremble and nearly have a panic attack.
The second time this happened, I stood up and began screaming, “Get away from me! Beware, this man is a predator.”
Today, it happened again. I saw him approaching. I hoped he would not come over but I grabbed my phone to film him.
Sure enough, he came straight up to me, and I said, “I need to tell you something. You have approached me before, and told me to suck your dick. It’s very disrespectful and it makes me feel unsafe. You need to stop doing this to women.”
He said, “Sorry I didn’t remember you. You’re crazy lady. I’ll pray to Jesus for you.”
I tried to keep my cool, but I stood up and started yelling, “Get the fuck out of here!”
I am angry and ashamed that I lost my calm. Why do I feel like I am overreacting? Should I not go to the beach alone any more?! The picture I have uploaded I took without him noticing a few months ago on the Venice Boardwalk. Today I took a video. Usually he is carrying a guitar in a black case on his back.