You walked up to me as I was waiting at the bus stop and pointed at my groceries and asked, “Can I use some lotion?”
I said “No,” then, “Please give me some space” and held my hand up when you got too close.
You stepped 5 or 6 feet back, and then spent the next 10 minutes threatening to break my neck if I ever went downtown (you wouldn’t do it here), telling me that I was a bitch, that I needed to get raped. I stood and stared straight ahead until you got on your bus. “Bye Bitch!” you yelled.
But you didn’t get within 5 feet of me. As for your question, “Who are you, f***ing Wonder Woman?”, I can only answer “Yes.”
– Anonymous
Location: Harbor East, Baltimore, MD