I’m only sharing one story because the story is pretty much always the same.
It’s always at a gas station. It doesn’t matter which one or what time of day.
It happens as I’m walking from my car to the lobby to pay for gas. It happens on the way back to the car.
It happens when I’m by myself.
Telling someone they are beautiful may seem harmless or sweet. Yelling it at someone across the parking lot and telling them to “come over here and talk to me,” is not.
I’m just so sick of this shit. I’m sick of people brushing it off as “humble bragging” when you tell someone about it. It’s not “humble bragging.” It’s uncomfortable. It’s disgusting. It needs to stop.
I’m not your “shorty”, you can’t have my number, and you can’t hollar at me.
– Anonymous
Location: Olathe, KS
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