I no longer live in Tallahassee, FL, but the street harassment I experienced there has stuck in my memory. I lived along a main street, where I would walk to go to the grocery store or pharmacy, and every time without fail, some entitled douche would feel the need to honk or yell at me, even from across six lanes of traffic.
One particularly offensive incident involved me walking along that street late at night with my then-boyfriend. I was wearing a tank top and pajama pants, no makeup–not exactly dressed to please. Two guys in a car slowed down to look at my ass. They then proceeded to address my ex, and ignore me.
“Daaaaamn. Is that your lady?”
His lady. Because I’m only important in reference to him, right? Because I’m not actually present right now, right?
Right.
Before my ex could reply, I stuck my middle finger up. The sped off with a “Fine! Fuck you, bitch!”
The nerve of me.
– Melissa D.
Location: W. Tennessee Street, Tallahassee, FL
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