3 April, 2009 | Leave a Comment
This afternoon I had a rather upsetting experience. I went out to run a quick errand and as I was walking down the street, a guy walked up beside me and said something very rude about my appearance. I was stunned that he would say something like this to me and before I could think of a response, he walked on by. This man was drawing quite a bit of attention to himself as he walked – he was walking down the sidewalk as if on a fashion catwalk, swinging his hips back and forth and singing along to his iPod. Interestingly, as this guy was walking down the street, a man who passed by him called him “ugly.” Clearly this man, being so flamboyant, is subjected to a lot of street harassment, which makes it all the more puzzling that he, in turn, would harass me with his vicious comment.
As I reached my destination a few minutes later, I was surprised to see this guy standing outside a nearby building talking on his mobile phone. I hesitated for a moment and then I decided to confront him. I have never done anything like this before, but I walked up to him and said very loudly:
“Excuse me? What gives you the right to speak to me that way?” He had headphones in his ears and was pretending to ignore me, but I could tell he felt very uncomfortable.
So I continued: “It’s surprises me that anyone as horrifically ugly as you would dare to criticize another person’s appearance.”
He appeared stunned that I was saying this. He said, “I think you look fabulous.” It was a crowded sidewalk and other people were stopping and listening.
Then I shouted at him, “F–k off. And if you ever come near me again or ever say anything to me again, I will call the police.” And then I walked off.
After this I was shaking but soon calmed down. I am so glad I told this guy off. It was a liberating experience. Instead of taking his comment and internalizing it, I threw it right back in his face. Street harassment is a fact of life in a big city, but today I decided not to be passive. Maybe he’ll think twice next time before he insults someone. I realize that it can be dangerous to confront a stranger like this, but it was broad daylight on a crowded sidewalk, so I felt safe.
This is a side of myself I’ve never seen before – but I like it!
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Ken Says:
April 3rd, 2009 at 7:20 pmWow, Anglofille, who’s better than you?
Seriously, I don’t question your judgment that it felt safe. What that man did and said to you was way out of bounds.
I would be flexible about using that approach in, say, Manhattan when you come home. Our fellow countrymen are much more heavily armed than the Brits.
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I would be more careful in NYC. Actually, I’ve had a couple scary incidents here in the past with men who I knew were likely violent and I did not say anything back out of fear. But today, this guy was clearly just being bitchy and mean, rather than being threatening. So I just launched at him. It was awesome.
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Ken Says:
April 3rd, 2009 at 10:42 pmI know the feeling. One night in 1975 I was sitting at a bar, nursing a drink, minding my own business, when the local drunk starting ragging on me. I told him to knock it off, and he wouldn’t. So after about ten monutes, I just turned around and socked him on the jaw. Knocked him senseless. It was really a sucker punch.
I couldn’t believe I did that. It was so out of character.
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Anne Says:
April 3rd, 2009 at 10:46 pmGood for you!
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ang04 Says:
April 4th, 2009 at 5:04 pmActually even in NYC big idiots tend to slink off embarrassed when confronted back in public. I’m an Asian, 5′2″ and youngish woman, and I get blunt comments thrown at me every once in a while. I guess they think I am the weeker sex…
But, I hope your visit is a very pleasant one.
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Caroline Says:
April 4th, 2009 at 7:42 pmHmmm…interesting..I have actually found London streets more threatening than NY ones. London has more rude drunk people afoot.
Anglofille, I am really glad you confronted that freak. Maybe he’ll think twice before opening his piehole and annoying blameless strangers.
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ang04 Says:
April 6th, 2009 at 2:01 amoops. the wEAker sex. can’t spell when I’m indignant.
I too am glad you stood up to him.
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thanks ladies! xx
