Hot, Angry, Frustrated

For the fifth time today, I experienced verbal street harassment. This all took place within three hours after I finished work. I am, needless to say, hot, angry, and frustrated.

In this particular instance, a man leaning casually against a church wall chirped “quiero, quiero,” meaning “I want.”

Not wanting to incite any further notice as I was half a block from home, I walked past him unmoved. I’m am, however, absolutely tired of being disrespected.