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“Please behave!”

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This event happened over two months ago, but I wanted to share because I think it’s important to show how these types of events can turn out a little better than you think sometimes.

I was on the red line travelling towards downtown. There were two boys of about 13-15 years old sitting across the aisle from me, talking about some girls in a very rude way. One was talking about raping this girl they were talking about, and other objectifying and gross comments. At one point, an elderly man sitting near them got up and moved. Others on the metro did nothing. After the elderly man moved, I thought, “this is enough.” I approached the two boys and asked them to behave since they were in a public place. They tried to play dumb, but I pointed out that others were moving to get away from them and that they should act appropriately in public. They got quiet, and hopefully were embarrassed. Then, one or two stops later, I heard one mutter, “let’s get out of here” and they moved to another car.

I felt proud that at least for that one moment, I was able to influence their behavior.

Submitted by VLM

Location: On the metro (red line)

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

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“Think About How Your Mother Would Feel”

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I was walking my dog up 7th Street NW. Two teenage boys were sitting on the front porch of a house, listening to music from a laptop. I didn’t look at them, I just kept walking, but I could feel them eyeing me anyway.

When I was about 100 feet past the house, I heard one of them call “I like yer boobs!” in a muted but purposeful voice.

I know the best thing to do is to just let things like this go, but I guess I was in the mood for a confrontation. I turned my dog around and we walked the 100 feet back toward the house.

“Hi. Is your mother at home?”
“Uh….no.”
“What’s your name?”
“Logan.”
“Logan what?”
“Logan….uh….Jones.”
“Hello, Logan Jones. Do you live in this house?”
“No.”
“Where do you live?”
“Over on Van Buren Street.”
“Is your mother there?”
“Uh….yeah.”
“Does she know that you’re out here harassing women on the street?”
“……”
“Well?”
“Uh, I didn’t know I was harassing you. Sorry about that.”
“Yeah, well, it’s not cool. Next time you think about doing something like that, think about how your mother would feel.”

Then I kept walking. His friend called out: “He’s mentally challenged!” I said, “Yeah, I’m sure.”

I didn’t have my cell phone on me, unfortunately. If I had, I would have snapped a picture of the little dorks e43and posted it online..”

Then I kept walking. His friend called out: “He’s mentally challenged!” I said, “Yeah, I’m sure.”

I didn’t have my cell phone on me, unfortunately. If I had, I would have snapped a picture of the little dorks and posted it online.

Submitted by RM on 7/10/2010

Location: 6400 block of 7th St. NW (bet. Tuckerman and Tewkesbury

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

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Out Of Control on the Orange Line

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I just got off a train a few minutes ago that some obnoxious teens were causing hell on. Luckily it was my stop so it was no inconvenience to me in that sense.

The train gets to Rosslyn, one stop away from mine and a group of about 15 teens got on, yelling, screaming, cursing, talking about wanting to fight people, you know, the whole shebang. It’s the same old crap these kids always do when unsupervised. I was sitting close to the door they were crammed near, and since I didn’t want to pass near them when it was my time to get off I chose to walk backwards through the crowded aisle to another door.

There was a point between stops when they screamed so loudly that everyone’s hearts skipped a beat. I know I jumped! I couldn’t ignore this.

“Unless there’s an emergency, or someone’s injured or hurt, there’s no reason to scream like that,” I said. They got quiet for a second, but I knew it wasn’t because they were taking in my words. I knew the lesson wouldn’t be learned, and I’ve had too much experience dealing with kids like this to know they’d show me no respect. All they did was laugh at me. I repeated myself loudly: “Unless someone’s injured or hurt there is no reason to scream like that!”

I was laughed at and told “Shut the fuck up with your nappy bush!” I just got all my dreads cut off barely a week ago, and I’m still adjusting to having short hair, so yeah, their words stung for a moment. Then I realized I love my hair and no one else’s words should matter and also that regardless of how I look, how long my hair was, what I was wearing, etc., they’d find something else to target about me. That said, why the fuck should I care what these punks think about me?!
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“Please! You’re like, TWELVE.”

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Trying to put this together in my head: walking the dog down Wisconsin Ave. Pass by 3 boys that look about 11 or 12. After I pass I hear “hey nice ass” and some muttering about my dog. I turn around and say “Really? THAT’S what you say to a woman walking by you? Please! You’re like, TWELVE.” No one will look at me. They’re all looking at the ground and they slowly separate. I have this desire to emotionally scar them for life but choose not to.

Submitted by Anonymous on 6/22/2010

Location: Wisconsin Ave

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“Hey Sexy!”

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A little while ago (I was 13), I was heading home after walking with some friends to a rehearsal they had. I was walking along a pretty busy street, on which several of my friends have also been harassed. All of a sudden, a black car filled with teenage boys drove by and one yelled out the window, “Hey Sexy! What’s up?” They then drove away and didn’t come back. At first I was confused, and then once I realized what had happened I got really upset. I felt violated, and ever since then I’ve felt nervous whenever I have to walk down that street alone.

Submitted by L-K-L on 6/18/2010

Location: Wayne Ave., Silver Spring, MD

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

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