Getting felt up at the bus stop

[superbadgirl]

Ah, that experience never gets old. ::rolls eyes::

Drunk/high guy just wouldn't take my icy silence as an answer to his annoying come-ons and questions. After he whistled at me (much as one does to call a dog), I glared at him.

"Hey, baby, what's you're name?"
"It doesn't matter."
(Here's where he stumbled over)
"Aww, it matters to me. You're beautiful."
"And if you weren't a skeeze, I'd be very flattered by that."

I hate it when guys like that get all up on me...ew. I need to take some self defense classes, so next time this happens I'll be able to do some harm. Thank goodness the bus arrived. It didn't look like anyone else at the stop was going to step in and help get the guy away from me.

Comments

[seanchaidh.livejournal.com]

Ick!!

[superbadgirl]

That's twice already this year. The pace had better not keep up.

Oddly, the last time I got groped it was Jan. 1. Beware the first of the month!

[seanchaidh.livejournal.com]

Apparently, yeah.

[betacandy.livejournal.com]

I just hit them. This didn't begin as a conscious decision on my part - it was a reflex because of that, er, childhood stuff I hadn't quite recognized and dealt with. Very common symptom.

OTOH, I see nothing wrong with hitting someone who invades my space knowingly. So I think now that I no longer reflexively react badly to being touched, I may continue using jabs as a way to communicate "Get the fuck out of my face or I'll make you into a donut, comprende?"