Actions Have Consequences

This guy actually ran after me and took a picture of the back of my head with his camera phone wailing "now you can't do anything!" But I already did it honey, I already did it. :)

Submitted by Kay.

Were Those Guys Talking About Raping Me, or Was I Imagining Things?

Last night I was coming home around midnight after a study marathon and having all kinds of fun experiences with leering guys on the subway. It was like "Creepy Man Stare at Lauri" Day or something. My outfit was eye-catching -- a flowery dress that ended mid-thigh, tights, and corduroy jacket -- but not immodest. Basically it showed off my legs. Anyway, I get off at my stop in Astoria and these two guys behind me start talking about rape. Now, I can't be 100% sure about the exact content of their conversation, but it seemed that one of the guys was trying to convince the other guy that raping women was, you know, a bad thing. All the while, the avenue is barren. I'm getting a little bit concerned. "Why are they talking about this behind a woman who's walking by herself at midnight?" I wondered. "That's not so polite."

When I got to my house, one of the guys yelled out, "I'll get you next time." Now, was he yelling to his friend, or to me? I don't know. All I know is that now I feel even more threatened in my already leering-loving neighborhood, and will have to buy some mace. Great.

Astoria needs some serious street harrassment awareness training.

Like the Lottery--except the odds are worse

This one was just talking to any girl who walked by. I guess it's a numbers game. Sooner or later you're bound to run across someone with absolutely no self esteem...right?

Submitted by Kay.

Indecent Exposure on the 7 Train

Express 7 train east bound - between 61st Street and Junction Boulevard (where he ended up getting off after pictures were taken and he was yelled at, cursed at & threatened). We both got on at 42nd Times Square. He was holding an Archie comic book and when I started taking pictures of him he covered his face with it. Afterwards I yelled, "excuse me sir, your penis is out" five times and called him a pervert. I told him that I took his pictures and that it will be going up on websites. He got off the next stop possible, Junction Blvd.

It's so Hard to Find Good Help These Days

I am 15 right now, and at the time of this "incident" I was 14. The scene is just out in downtown Darien, Connecticut, which is a pretty safe state if I do say so myself. I was waiting on a bench right next to a family restaurant FULL of people, while my friends left to go to a Starbucks not 50 yards away. While I was sitting and waiting for my parents to pick me up, I noticed two "gentlemen" come up to me. They said a few sentences, but all I managed to get out was "Are you alright? You sure look alright. You want us to wait with you?" All the while they kept leering at me and smiling, and I could tell they were smashed. I just kept saying "I'm fine, I'm okay" until they crossed the street. I immediately went to go to my friends at the Starbucks and I said "Those drunk guys were hitting on me" to which a guy friend of mine responded "Those weren't just any drunk guys, those were firemen!"

He says/She says

"Hello Baby Doll."

Hello Mr. Dude in suit who likes to holla at women while carrying home your wife's dry cleaning.

- Emily 

Babies Deserve Better

I was out with my newborn daughter for the first time. Carrying her in my arms, still walking a bit tenderly from having given birth. I am in the early bliss of motherhood when I innocently walk past an old man sitting on a park bench. I get past and hear "Wooooo Whooooo I wanna get me some of that." Had I not been in such a fragile state and carrying my precious 3 day old daughter I probably would have turned on him and ripped him a new one.

To the ugly old man on the bench: Your assault on me and my young daughter was appalling. What a sad introduction to the world for this blessed being.