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Thursday, July 12, 2007

Ten Year Old Harasser - I kid you not

I'm a pretty shy awkward teenager, and I'm 15 years old, and when men yell things at me, or honk at me or make kissy faces, it gets me mad but I don't do anything, but it gets me fuming mad. And only hours later do i think of funny things to embarass them for being such assholes. But most the time they get away with it.


It's a simple summer afternoon. I'm out with my friends at borders, and across the street is a candy store. All the rest of my friends are being lazy, so my friend Lucas and I decide to go ahead.

So we do. It's been raining out, and I don't want to get my flip flops wet. Lucas, being the funny and nice person he is, offers to put them in his pocket so they don't. As he's doing so, 3 boys, wearing volcom stone tee shirts and *gag8 corduroy pants, in either the colors blue, purple (!!!), come up to us, and ask "Are you two boyfriend and girlfriend?"

Simple and innocent question, right? So I turn to them and say "No, we're just friends! :)"

And their reaction is less than polite. They turn to my friend and say "DUDE! You have no game! YOu should be pounding her!"

"HEY!" I yell out. "Guys and girls can be perfectly good friends!"

"Not when his balls drop and your breasts get bigger!" He sneers

These boys are 10 years old. I don't know if they watch too much television, or have older brothers that can't keep their mouth shut, but...


This goes on for 5 minutes. I ask them to stop and they say "NO."

Finally, one boys yells "DUDE! Your mom is here to pick us up!"

The drop the whole conversation and run to the car. I follow them, go up to their mother's window and knock on it.

"Excuse me..." I begin. "Sorry to bother you, but I was with my friend and your son, or your friends son.. they all said some very inappropriate stuff to me..."

I was lucky. It was raining, and I had a shopping bag over my head to keep me dry. I had been so humiliated I was about to cry. But I was lucky. The woman was a nice gracious person, and a respectable mother too. Her reaction: Jaw dropping, eyes wide, eyebrows furrowing.

By now, the boys know what I am doing and they yell: "MOM! She's crazy! Don't listen to her!"

But woman are not as stupid as they think.

The woman turns to her son and 2 friends and yells "SAY SORRY TO HER ***NOW***!"

The leader says "OKAY! BYE!"

"I said, say sorry!"




The woman turns to me and apoligizes. "I'm SO sorry! They're boys, its hormones... It doesn't excuse them.. I"M SO SORRY!"

I nod to the woman and say. "Thank you. SOrry I bothered you." Then I turn to the boys. "Sorry you're NOT sorry!" I run away.

Now, I enter borders again, wet, and about to cry, but I begin laughing, thinking "OHMIGOSH they are in sooooo much trouble!"

The end. And I give you a picture of a Corduroy Pervert, so you can identify any in your neighborhood or town.

Submitted by Connor (heck yes i'm a girl)