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“The last thing I want is to be silent about this”

In Stories, street harassment | on 10.26.12 | by | Comments ( 0 )

My boyfriend and I were out in Charlotte’s NoDA district, walking to the car after dinner. Someone behind us started calling out, “Hey baby” and a few other things, then he asked something like, “Is that your girl” to my boyfriend.

I turned around angrily to face him. He approached, told me his name and some other crap I don’t remember, and asked me my name. I told him that I don’t give out my name, and that I was trying (emphasis on trying) to enjoy a night out with my boyfriend. I had a pretty strong sense that he would respect that I had a boyfriend more than he would respect that I on my own was not interested in him, and aside from that, I wanted to have a nice night out with my partner, and he was ruining our good time.

As expected, he respected that I had a boyfriend more than he acknowledged that what he did was harassment. He shook my boyfriend’s hand, said a few things, and left.

I’ve also submitted this story to Hollaback and my personal blog, because the last thing I want is to be silent about this. Harassment is not okay and it’s not a compliment.

- Anonymous

Location: Charlotte North Carolina, NoDA District

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