Two weeks ago, I pepper-sprayed a middle-aged man on the train because it was 4am and he followed me from one car into a completely empty car and sat next to me.
Later on that week, another man came into the store I worked at and he kept trying to touch me and kept telling me to lock the door of the store and I straight up asked him, ” are you planning on murdering me and robbing the store?” He somehow made me feel guilty for asking that. He tried to touch my face and asked me inappropriate questions about controlling people and if I would like someone to control me. Then he got on all four’s and tried to kiss my feet. I asked him to leave IN A POLITE WAY because I’m stupid. I felt really violated and stupid and tricked.
This Friday night, I went to the Comedy Bar with Sara. This man kept coming over and touching us and he kissed us on our cheeks. We let him know that we were uncomfortable. He kept coming back so to get him to stop, Sara told him that I was her girlfriend. He got mad at us and kept coming over to yell at us for being rude to him. He told everyone around us that we were “bitches” and then mimed jacking off his dick at us.
JUST BECAUSE YOUR DICK IS SAD DOESN’T MEAN YOU CAN TOUCH ME AND BOTHER ME LEAVE ME ALONE.
I don’t think I have enough pepper-spray to fight all the world’s assholes.