“He wouldn’t stop…”

I was walking up 11th Street, on my way to yoga, when a man in a black car pulled up next to me and rolled down his window. At first, he was just yelling out, “Hey baby!” but after I kept ignoring him, he started commenting on my butt and suggesting what sexual acts he’d like to perform on me. It was disgusting. I tried to tell him to shut up and just keep going, but he wouldn’t stop. He kept following me in his car up the street. I told him to just drive away and asked if he’d talk to his mother like that, but his harassing talk got even worse. Finally, I threatened to call the police and charge him with harassment, and that’s when he drove away. I wish I took a picture of him and his car, to publicly shame him.

Submitted by JG on 12/30/11

Location: 11th St NW between Otis and Monroe

Time of Harassment: Day Time (9:30A-3:30P)

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Just Being Cautious

Late last Saturday night (3am-ish), My husband and I drove a friend over to Chinatown to get his car. En route, we saw a large man bear hugging and lifting what looked lika a nearly-naked, struggling woman from behind. I slowed down, and as we get closer, we saw him try to shove her into a car. I said, “aw hell NO” and pulled over.

We popped out of our car, and my husband asked the woman if she was okay. The man accused us of being racist for thinking he was hurting her, and told us that we should mind our own business. (I will not identify the race of any person in the story, because to our minds, that was 100% irrelevant.) Thankfully my husband did not engage the man, but instead calmly waited for the woman to answer – at that time, we noticed the woman’s friends (who were sitting in the same car the woman was being put into) who spoke up and said that the woman was very drunk (which was clear) and that this man was helping get the woman into their car. He did, then got into his own car, at which time they drove off separately and we felt comfortable leaving.

I had a very dear friend in college who was forced into a car, driven to a remote parking lot, then raped repeatedly for the better part of an evening. So, as I said, we didn’t care who the man was, we simply, collectively, refused to turn a blind eye to a situation that looked as sketchy as that one. I believe in the social contract – even if I’m wrong, I’d rather break up a potentially bad situation, rather than pretend I didn’t see it.

Location: NY Ave & 6th Street, NW

Time of harassment: Late Night (12A-5A)

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Hey Sweetheart

I was crossing the street when a man leaned out the window to yell at me. “hey sweetheart. Hi sweetheart.” when I didn’t respond, he yelled “just say hi. Just look at me “. When I still didnt he screamed “fuck you” and drive off, but not before I heard him call me a bitch for not acknowledging him.

Location: 10th and Florida NE

Time of harassment: Day Time (9:30A-3:30P)

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AW, HELL NO!

I was headed to the library when a red car, which had the most loud and obnoxious music coming from it, made a left turn really fast from 18th onto Adams. The driver yells something that sounded like “Yo, beautiful!” at me. I wasn’t in the mood. I rolled my eyes.

I was going to continue walking, when I just got a funny feeling. My feeling was right.

“AW, HELL NO!” I yelled, when I saw this chump reverse his car really fast towards me. He stops and tries to talk to me. I was shaken and unnerved, but I wasn’t going to have it!

“If you don’t leave me alone, I’m calling the police,” I said. I fished in my purse trying to find my phone so I could take his photo.

“Man, what did I do?” he says.

“You catcall me then back your car up next to me like that?! Come on, now!” I said. “If you don’t leave me alone, I’m calling the police!”

“Aw, a’ight,” he says with an attitude, and speeds off in the original direction.

While I didn’t get his photo, I did get his license plate. There was a sideways HD on the left side of the license plate. Is that a special designation or something? Because if it is and this is some type of government-issued car, I will report this guy for using that vehicle to harass me. Like I said, I’m not having it!

This happened one block from a school too, and a few minutes before school let out. I’m glad the kids weren’t around when this happened!

Submitted by Anonymous 

Location: N. Adams Street and 18th Street N., Arlington, VA

Time of harassment: Evening Rush Hour (3:30P-7:30P)

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“Don’t follow me!”

I was putting recycling into my boss’ car when a man came out of Fiesta Restaurant (at Dupont Circle) and said “Nice car.” Since I knew exactly what was about to transpire, I ignored him. He repeated himself and I brusquely responded “It’s not my car.” He walked right up behind me, disgustingly checked me out and asked me where I worked. I glared at him and gave him a vague response. I was having trouble closing the car door (again, not my car) and the whole time the guy just stood there looking at me. I finally got the door closed and started to walk away when he yelled out “I love you!” and started to follow me. Without even looking at him I sternly shouted “Don’t follow me!” and attracted the attention of passerbys. He mumbled something about how he wasn’t following me, he was trying to sit on the steps (conveniently directly beside me) and as I walked into my work building he shouted “I love you!” again. So I loudly told him to shut up.

Why didn’t I walk into Fiesta and demand to know if he was an employee or patron? Why didn’t I take his photo? I don’t know. Next time. I’m just glad I was able to stand up for myself, for once.

Submitted by E.H.

Location: Connecticut Ave, NW

Time of harassment: Evening Rush Hour (3:30P-7:30P)

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