A few years ago I was riding my bike by a Wendy’s and a construction crew started “Oooo Baby”ing me. It was certainly not the first time I had been harassed, nor the most serious, but I was fed up. I turned my bike around and went back. I looked up at the men on the roof and said, “I would have more respect for you if you were ever alone when you catcalled, but no, you have to have six or seven buddies around to have the balls to open your mouth. It makes me sick!” As I was turning around I heard, “Sorry Ma’am.” and “We’re sorry.”
-ls
