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I was walking from a restaurant to a farmer’s market on a sidewalk when I was honked at by guys in a sports car. They looked me in the eye and smiled. I was walking WITH MY MOTHER. I was completely embarrassed and angered by their actions, which were unwarranted and WRONG. This is the second time I’ve experiences street harassment.
Said: “Fuck your pussy”
Some guy across the street whistled at me and told me to “come here baby” when I was walking home from the grocery store. When I ignored him, he yelled “BITCH” at me. This kind of stuff happens all the time to me and makes me SO mad.
I was standing on the corner of the street, about to cross, when a older man walks past me and says, “Nice legs honey.” As he crossed the street he turned around and shouted, “You do the country proud!” I wish I could say that I yelled something back, but I was caught so off-guard that I just stood there, shocked and embarrassed.
So I’m walking down Easton Ave one evening after a long day of classes, towards my apartment, when some guy yells at me from across the street, “Hey baby, come over here so I can get a better look at your fine ass.” I was mortified, but not knowing what to say back, I kept my head down and continued walking toward my apartment.
I went out with a couple of my girlfriends one night to one of the more popular bars in New Brunswick. We were standing at the bar, talking, when some guy came up from behind me and grabbed me around my waist, hard. I looked at him, kind of shocked. He smiled and walked away like it was no big deal. Whatever happened to personal boundaries? I’m not some object on display; you can’t just walk up and touch me because you want to. Have some respect.
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This one time senior year, towards the end all the girls in my class were invited to an optional assembly. The assembly featured a movie about the dangers of college and some speakers. Essentially it was an assembly on how not to get raped in college. The video was over dramatic and hosted some common sense tactics, like not leaving your cup unattended and walking in groups. It also made college look like one big party where girls will get raped every two seconds. I thought the whole thing was a bit ridiculous. Later on while I was in the school store an administrator for the district came in and asked us what we thought of the assembly. I asked her why the video was only shown to girls when it seems like boys were the ones causing the problem. The video made it seem that horny boys were lurking around every corner ready to pounce on the first set of boobs they saw. I thought it made more sense to go after the problem rather than just teaching girls how to react, you know how about some preventative measures or teaching basic respect. The administrator just looked at me blankly and said after a few seconds, “We didn’t think of that….that’s a good idea. Maybe we’ll do that next time.”
A lot of times when I’m walking back to my apartment at night on the weekends, men seem to believe it’s okay to yell things at me or even try to stop me for a conversation. The majority of these men who are shouting are belligerent. For example, I was walking home alone and a man knocked over a garbage can right in front of me then screamed, “clean up this mess!” in my face. I’m pretty sure this experience would have been startling on any occasion, but it was particularly alarming because it was 2:30 am and I was alone.
I was walking back to my house one day from class when some guy yelled over to me from his porch, “Get over here, I’ve got condoms!” I was stunned and completely caught off-guard. Not knowing what to say, I put my head down and just kept walking. I was fuming.