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For a long time, I never had a car. Mom drove me around places when I was younger, but later on, a lot of the time I walked. Since most of the places I was going to were on Main Street, I've dealt with plenty of catcalls.
They range from the background noise of dumbness-- "Whooooooooo!" to the delusional-- "What's your phone number?"
Only rarely have I gotten something that didn't make me want to flip the guy off . . . in fact, only once. I was headed to the rental store when someone drove by me, slowed, and then honked his horn-- only the horn played a wolf-whistle instead of a beep. I hadn't been aware that there was a horn that did that, and it made me laugh.
Today, I headed out to get some ingredients for Halloween party stuff tonight (marshmallow ghosts, chocolate bars, and punch), and a guy drove by me and said, "Wassup?" before driving off again. I ignored him. Next block, he drove by again and yelled, "Hey!", laughing when I automatically glanced over at him.
I reached the grocery store before he could come up with yet another witty one-liner.
I'd like to note here that I certainly wasn't dressed 'provocatively'. In fact, it's cold out, so I was wearing one of Chris's coats, baggy jeans, and my hair was still damp because I'd just taken a shower. In short, drowned rat wrapped up in a sleeping bag. And some moron still decides he has nothing better to do than circle the block to yell at me.
My point being, that in the world of logic this should put to bed all that stupid, "Well, if you just dress modestly those jackasses won't bother you" advice. Hello? They're going to bother you, no matter what. That's why they're jackasses.
They range from the background noise of dumbness-- "Whooooooooo!" to the delusional-- "What's your phone number?"
Only rarely have I gotten something that didn't make me want to flip the guy off . . . in fact, only once. I was headed to the rental store when someone drove by me, slowed, and then honked his horn-- only the horn played a wolf-whistle instead of a beep. I hadn't been aware that there was a horn that did that, and it made me laugh.
Today, I headed out to get some ingredients for Halloween party stuff tonight (marshmallow ghosts, chocolate bars, and punch), and a guy drove by me and said, "Wassup?" before driving off again. I ignored him. Next block, he drove by again and yelled, "Hey!", laughing when I automatically glanced over at him.
I reached the grocery store before he could come up with yet another witty one-liner.
I'd like to note here that I certainly wasn't dressed 'provocatively'. In fact, it's cold out, so I was wearing one of Chris's coats, baggy jeans, and my hair was still damp because I'd just taken a shower. In short, drowned rat wrapped up in a sleeping bag. And some moron still decides he has nothing better to do than circle the block to yell at me.
My point being, that in the world of logic this should put to bed all that stupid, "Well, if you just dress modestly those jackasses won't bother you" advice. Hello? They're going to bother you, no matter what. That's why they're jackasses.
