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I was on the bus coming home from work and sat a couple seats away from 3 intoxicated men. One of them yelled, “Hey, you’re cute! Can I have a hug?”
When I declined, he continued to try to force me into engaging in conversation. When I continued to ignore him, he sat in the seat next to me and put his arm around me which made me feel terribly uncomfortable, so I moved away. When I did this, he yelled, ” You’re not even that cute. I was just trying to be nice. Get over yourself.” He continued to talk to me and said several degrading things towards women.
I was out for an afternoon, weekend ride on my road bike heading west along Lougheed Highway, slowing for the red light at Lake City Way and Lougheed.
A muscle car with two middle-aged meatheads pulled up slowly beside me in the right hand turning lane, luring, yelling disgusting things, then asked if I needed a ride. I replied “Nope, got my bike”, they persisted saying “Nice ass.” and “You really need to get in the car.” My response was “F*ck off.”
Apparently they didn’t like that, so when the light turned green they sped up very quickly cutting in front of me (very close to my bike), and cut off the line of cars that were waiting at the light. While I was fuming and embarrassed at their comments, I was more angry that they could have caused a serious accident.
It’s quickest route to get down to the greenway, but I no longer ride my bike along Lougheed. These are very Dangerous men.
I got yelled at from a car full of young guys stopped in traffic on the bridge heading to Kitsilano.
I had nowhere to go and the traffic wasn’t moving, so I kept walking with my head down. The man in the passenger seat hollered at me repeatedly, along with his friends in the back seats. The usual fare, “hey baby want a ride?” I started walking faster down the bridge, as they followed me.
This went on for about 5 minutes, but it felt like hours. Finally, when traffic started moving again, the man in the front passenger seat gave up and screamed “bitch!” and threw his full cup of coke at me as they sped past and down the bridge.
A man yelled “Yeah bitch, I see you!” when I was out for a run.
I went to a party at the Pit, and had to stay at an acquaintance’s dorm with one of my female friends. She left with a roommate and I was stuck sleeping in the common room.
One of the roommates kept coming out of his room and trying to feel me up and get me to go to bed with him. I kept telling him to f-off, and finally had to ask one of the other male roommates to sleep in the same bed with him for protection. The creepy roommate snuck into the room where I was sleeping and started to feel up my leg. I told the guy who let me sleep in his bed that his roommate was in there feeling me up. He told the guy to get out and locked the door.
Stopped by an older man who was wanted to pet my dog. He commented how friendly my dog is, then started stroking my arm and asking how friendly I am when someone pets me. I walked away immediately.
I went out long boarding because it was a sunny day. I usually board up and down my street for fun. I sat down on my board for a short break and a red car passed full of guys in their 20s or 30s. They honked multiple times as they passed. I’m 14…
During Car Free Day on Commercial Drive, Vancouver Hollaback hosted its first official event — a chalk walk!
Despite a rare Vancouver thunderstorm and a strange encounter with a bag-pipe playing goat on stilts, we managed to have some encouraging dialogue with interested folks. At least 15 new people know about Hollaback! and that makes us all kinds of giddy.
We feel proud and honoured to be part of this important conversation on street harassment and safe spaces. Thanks to everyone who joined us to chalk and chat today. None of this can happen without you; we’re grateful!