Oh SNAP!

Downtown Portland transit center- waiting for a bus to get out to the other side of town for a job interview. Guy walks up behind me, lets out a wolf whistle. Walks around in front of me and says: "Lady, has anyone told you that you have a beautiful ass? It's beautiful, and so big!" (Mind you, I'm in pretty good shape, at 40-something. Not fat.) Having my ass scrutinized in public pissed me off. So I looked him in the face and said: "Not as big as the ass standing in front off me." Complete shock on his face, and he walked off muttering. Yup, I'm a bitch. And I don't take it from anybody. Submitted by Laura.

Street Harasser to Grandpa in 2.5 seconds

Walking down 8th avenue in Park Slope I hear him mutter, "Nice, very nice. Sexy lady" as he stares me up and down. I whipped around and holla'ed "What did you say?" He took a pregnant pause, "You're a good girl. A good girl." Then, I shit you not, he pulls this out of his pocket and hands it to me: The candy was sugar-free. - Emily

"Are You Wet for Me?"

Submitted by Christine.

So NOT Necessary!

This douchequake made kissy noises at me after eyeing me up and down for about a full minute AND seeing my look of disgust. Written by Brianna.

King Leer

My friend and I were waiting for a table a restaurant bar, chatting, as we so often do, about yacht rock, when we observed this repellent exhibit. He was giving us the Atomic Super-Leer, which is a leer that goes beyond Gross Ogle and crosses over into Aggressive Scrutiny, in terms of both perviness and duration (this one lasted a full five minutes). This dude's leer was positively throbbing. A zombie-like sort of creepy entitlement oozed out of him, too, as though he didn't realize he was actually out in public staring at actual humans rather than crouching in a fetishy sweat over his home computer porn-delivery system. At the same time, since it was obvious there was a porn flick playing in his tiny brain, he also conveyed a crushing sense of inferiority. Thanks, Jackass. May your quiet desperation cripple you for life. Submitted by Twisty.

Another Reason To Hate SUV's

Just seconds before this picture was taken, these men were hanging out of the window yelling lude comments. I was too busy digging my camera out of my purse to listen. - Emily

46th and 9th Ave, this construction worker shouted at me “(kissy noise) blondie!” Nice orange suit, dill-hole. Submitted by Rachel.

I Always Go To the Graveyard to Pick Up Women, Don't You?

Grad school, Eugene Oregon- cutting through the graveyard behind the library, trying to get back from class to chat the bus in time, so as to not have to pay my sitter extra. Wearing a backpack with probably 40 lbs of books in it. Bunch of frat boys knocking down 40s and sitting on gravestones, see me and start up with the catcalls. One of them pull down his sweats, and whips out his penis. "Betcha want some of _that_, doncha?" His buddies are laughing. I stopped looked at his penis, looked him in the face and said: "Isn't that cute! Why, it's just like a penis, only smaller!" and went on my way. No more catcalls, a couple of "Bitch..." as I passed them. Submitted by Laura.

Actions Have Consequences

This guy actually ran after me and took a picture of the back of my head with his camera phone wailing "now you can't do anything!" But I already did it honey, I already did it. :) Submitted by Kay.

Were Those Guys Talking About Raping Me, or Was I Imagining Things?

Last night I was coming home around midnight after a study marathon and having all kinds of fun experiences with leering guys on the subway. It was like "Creepy Man Stare at Lauri" Day or something. My outfit was eye-catching -- a flowery dress that ended mid-thigh, tights, and corduroy jacket -- but not immodest. Basically it showed off my legs. Anyway, I get off at my stop in Astoria and these two guys behind me start talking about rape. Now, I can't be 100% sure about the exact content of their conversation, but it seemed that one of the guys was trying to convince the other guy that raping women was, you know, a bad thing. All the while, the avenue is barren. I'm getting a little bit concerned. "Why are they talking about this behind a woman who's walking by herself at midnight?" I wondered. "That's not so polite." When I got to my house, one of the guys yelled out, "I'll get you next time." Now, was he yelling to his friend, or to me? I don't know. All I know is that now I feel even more threatened in my already leering-loving neighborhood, and will have to buy some mace. Great. Astoria needs some serious street harrassment awareness training.

Like the Lottery--except the odds are worse

This one was just talking to any girl who walked by. I guess it's a numbers game. Sooner or later you're bound to run across someone with absolutely no self esteem...right? Submitted by Kay.

Indecent Exposure on the 7 Train

Express 7 train east bound - between 61st Street and Junction Boulevard (where he ended up getting off after pictures were taken and he was yelled at, cursed at & threatened). We both got on at 42nd Times Square. He was holding an Archie comic book and when I started taking pictures of him he covered his face with it. Afterwards I yelled, "excuse me sir, your penis is out" five times and called him a pervert. I told him that I took his pictures and that it will be going up on websites. He got off the next stop possible, Junction Blvd.

It's so Hard to Find Good Help These Days

I am 15 right now, and at the time of this "incident" I was 14. The scene is just out in downtown Darien, Connecticut, which is a pretty safe state if I do say so myself. I was waiting on a bench right next to a family restaurant FULL of people, while my friends left to go to a Starbucks not 50 yards away. While I was sitting and waiting for my parents to pick me up, I noticed two "gentlemen" come up to me. They said a few sentences, but all I managed to get out was "Are you alright? You sure look alright. You want us to wait with you?" All the while they kept leering at me and smiling, and I could tell they were smashed. I just kept saying "I'm fine, I'm okay" until they crossed the street. I immediately went to go to my friends at the Starbucks and I said "Those drunk guys were hitting on me" to which a guy friend of mine responded "Those weren't just any drunk guys, those were firemen!"

He says/She says

"Hello Baby Doll." Hello Mr. Dude in suit who likes to holla at women while carrying home your wife's dry cleaning. - Emily

Babies Deserve Better

I was out with my newborn daughter for the first time. Carrying her in my arms, still walking a bit tenderly from having given birth. I am in the early bliss of motherhood when I innocently walk past an old man sitting on a park bench. I get past and hear "Wooooo Whooooo I wanna get me some of that." Had I not been in such a fragile state and carrying my precious 3 day old daughter I probably would have turned on him and ripped him a new one. To the ugly old man on the bench: Your assault on me and my young daughter was appalling. What a sad introduction to the world for this blessed being.