SA’s Story

I was walking home this afternoon and was walking through the bus loop because it’s a shortcut. I notice this guy a few feet in front of me looking at me and trying to make eye contact (I was wearing sunglasses) Thinking he just wants to know the time, I stop and ask him ‘can I help you?’ He gets right in front of me, blocking my path and asks me, ‘What’s your name?’ Not in a polite way, not in a friendly way. It was like he was demanding it. And he’s standing so close to me, probably not even six inches away. Instead of giving him my name, I say ‘why are you asking me that?’ He doesn’t answer me, just continues to stare at me. His friend comes over and kind of pats him on the shoulder and says ‘come on, man’ like he’s trying to get him to back off. I took the opportunity to say ‘I’m on my way to work. I don’t have time for this.’ I stepped around him and walked away as fast as I could, looking over my shoulder to make sure they weren’t following me. I felt shaken and scared. It makes me so angry that I can’t walk outside anywhere without being afraid that I might get harassed or worse. Women do not owe it to men to tell them our names or allow them to violate our personal space.