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I was walking down market street after work to meet my girlfriend for dinner, jeans, oxfords, sweater, jacket, sunglasses. There were a group of men standing on the corner; one stared as I walked towards them. Once I got close enough, he said, “Don’t be gay, okay. You’re too beautiful.” I passed them, said nothing. The entire group began to heckle me to try and get a rise, “Oh, ahha, hey hey hey.” Hollering at me as I walked away.no comments
I’m 17 years old. I’ve been walking on the street for my whole life and can’t believe how many “affections” we get from strangers. There’s literally almost not 1 day I walk out the street with someone not checking me out or telling me stupid shit like, how gorgeous I look,or being there lovers. It’s not only in the street that it happens,at school, or jobs.This one kid was hitting on me and wouldn’t leave me alone for weeks,I started to skipped that class until I finally erupted at him
Got sexually harassed by two men in line. Stood up for myself & told them to leave me alone, and then an employee who saw the whole thing decided it would be a good idea to join in on the sexual harassment & tell me “you look cute when you smile” in front of everyone as he was walking out the door to leave his shift. Felt so degraded and small. Told the manager & he did nothing, just said sorry. Left the store crying feeling totally deflated.
I walked down Hyde Street for about 45 minutes and was catcalled almost nonstop- around 25 times. The way men looked at me was disgusting, as if they were a predator and I was their prey- saying things like “Hi gorgeous”, “You’re beautiful”, “Hey, wanna talk”, along with countless whistles and sounds. One man walked by me and said “Hi little slut”. I was so shocked I could not even respond. I was alone the whole time and did not know if responding would lead to an escalation of the situation.
I was walking to Powell BART station from Howard street and smiled at a homeless man who was sitting on the sidewalk, as I was trying to be polite. I noticed he was still staring at me after I’d looked away. I realized as I passed him, he bent his head toward the ground and my way, trying to look up my skirt (I wasn’t wearing leggings). I said something to him and took his picture. Please, if you see this man, offer him nothing.
Yelled at in the middle of the day by a group of old men in a car on my way to lunch to meet my friends
I’m sitting in Peet’s, working on my computer. The men next to me are talking in Spanish. I know Spanish but couldn’t quite follow them–still, one was looking right at me and I had the sense they were talking about me. The other said in English, “My friend thinks you’re pretty.” I pretended not to notice and they laughed and started talking in Spanish about how fun it is to compliment women. “They paint their faces every day–it’s part of their feminine nature” said the friend.
In January 2011, I was hired to work as a cashier at SpeeDee Oil in Fair Oaks, California where I was the only woman at the location. I worked there until I was summarily terminated in September 2011 because I spoke out against sexual harassment and discrimination that I had suffered in the workplace. I am coming forward with my story at this time because I am tired of watching my former employer use the court system in an attempt to delay my chance at justice while reading reports of other women who have suffered similar injury over the last two years. I am tired of being made to feel a victim because I would not calmly sit by and let them abuse their position over me. My story goes far beyond coarse jokes in the workplace. My coworkers made sexually aggressive comments to me on a daily basis. When I had female friends that came in for repair work, they would catcall us and ask if we were lesbians. They accused me of being a man hater and dyke because I would not respond to their taunts. I was told that I was a bitch and needed to get laid. My coworkers would corner me to tell me about what they would do to me sexually if they got me alone. One even went so far as to graphically tell me how he sniffed the seats of the cars brought in by female customers so that he could smell their crotch. I was bullied for several weeks, in an attempt to get me to quit, by the mechanics coming in with grease marked all over the invoices & would slam them down on the counter, knowing I would not be able to read them & would have to ask them to explain them to me. I was mimicked, laughed at and teased and was made to feel less of a person.
This same co workers who bullied me began making comments about my 15yr old daughter, eyeballing her when she came in to my work, I asked her to not come in to my work anymore because I felt uncomfortable for her & myself. I was asked in a very sexually explicit manor by the asst mgr how old is she as he raised his eyebrows & moaned. I confronted my mgr & demanded that something be done. Instead, I was terminated as part of a layoff, the men who had been the focus of the harassing & aggressive behavior against me were promoted to manage the location. The owners of the SpeeDee are continuing to conduct business as though nothing had occurred, although they change corporate identities in attempts to escape responsibility. This sort of behavior cannot be allowed to pass unchecked. Therefore I am in hopes to be able to share my experience & make it known that this is being allowed to continue & nothing resolved.