I was walking my dog in the park, just the usual timing, usual route. However, because there was ongoing construction nearby, it meant that there would be a lot of foreign workers there. (My country hires lots of foreign workers to construct buildings and stuff.) So anyways, I was turning back, ready to go home when suddenly a huge group of foreign workers appeared and started walking towards me. I had lots of bad experiences involving them before, but this time was different as they were in a huge group. Like 20 people. So I tried pretending to text and stuff. When they came nearer and nearer, I got more and more uncomfortable and afraid.
One of them dashed to the front of the group and started whistling loudly while the others just laughed behind. I continued walking. Unfortunately, my attempts of trying to ignore them were in vain as I still heard them speaking in their language and laughing as they walked past me. I didn’t look at them as I was really afraid they might do something to me. After they walked past, I felt really, really upset and disgusted. The feeling I felt made me sad, boil with rage, disgusted and suicidal even, all at the same time. I was on the verge of tears.
On my way back home, I was so angry I couldn’t help but plot revenge on them. Of course, I knew deep down I couldn’t do anything to stop them. I could only wait for the construction to be finished so they would leave the area. This wasn’t my first time getting cat-called. But I don’t feel comfortable keeping quiet this time. I am sitting on my balcony typing this when the feeling is still fresh. I really hope no one has to experience this heart-crushing feeling.
– E
Location: A park in Singapore
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