Not so much on the street. But I was singing karaoke in a bar one night, drinking water, alone with my BFF. While attempting to go to the bathroom some random woman reaches out to feel my breasts and was slurring some kind of “compliment.”
I threw up my hands in defense, warded her off and she sulkily replied she was just so fascinated by my “tiny little boobies” (her words) and wanted to feel if they were real (I have very small breasts, and have never enjoyed strangers making remarks about my body).
Although I successfully warded off her hands the incident ruined the rest of my night. I went home in a foul mood and was crying quite a bit after I got to bed and hugged my stuffed monkey.
– KAR
Location: In a neighborhood bar accessible by tourists. Las Vegas, NV USA
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Rachell says
I’m so sorry you had to experience that! Some people are so trapped inside their own bubble that they can’t see other people as REAL. They just see an object to interact with or pass judgement on. Clearly this woman felt entitled to your personal space, both physically and mentally. I can’t imagine going through life with that little self-awareness!
beckie says
so sorry. How awful.