I was on my way to an election party, walking down the street in my neighborhood that leads to the subway station. I call this street “The Gauntlet.”
An older man was walking toward me, pulled out his earbuds and said hello to me. I ignored him. He waved his hand in my face as he passed me and said, “Good evening to you, with your sexy ass….”
I stopped, turned around and said in a very loud voice, “That is incredibly rude!”
He stopped, apparently shocked, and shouted, “Fuck you” at me, and began an angry rant about me being a bitch, how I was crazy, etc. I countered that he was the one who harassed me, so if he didn’t want me to talk back he should have kept his mouth shut. We basically yelled over each other as he walked away. Eventually he was yelling loudly, “I don’t have any money! I don’t have any money!” as if to make people on the street think I was asking him for money or something. I simply shouted back, “Don’t harass women on the street anymore!”
Later that night I watched my country elect a man who supports strong women and women’s rights. I needed that reminder that there are still good and great men out there. So suck on that, crazy douchebag on the street.
– Rat Girl
Location: Cortelyou Road, Brooklyn, NY, USA
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