what's your number, baby?
So I was walking to the shuttle for work and a police officer asks for my number....
weird.
Yah, Caroline I'm with ya on being honest. I gotta bf. But, it didn't seem to phase him. Being friends was also okay for him. uh...ok. He was persistent either getting my number or giving me his. So I chose to get his ( Read more... )
weird.
Yah, Caroline I'm with ya on being honest. I gotta bf. But, it didn't seem to phase him. Being friends was also okay for him. uh...ok. He was persistent either getting my number or giving me his. So I chose to get his ( Read more... )
sometimes i find it flattering, but mostly not. i could be the next girl and he'd still be hitting on me. once, i accidentally half-smiled at a guy in a car next to me and he followed me quite a few blocks down and was turning left behind me. fortunately, i lost him because right after i turned left, i made a right right into the gas station. right? ha ha. unfortunately, he turned all the way around to go back to the gas station (i guess he didn't get the hint i was trying to lose him). fortunately, i got away.
maybe if us women had the liberty to be truly honest without the fear of being harmed in a situation like the one you were in, you could say something to the effect of, "i honestly don't think you are attractive, and i truly wonder what kind of person you are to just come up to me from nowhere thinking i will just throw myself at you (or my number at you). now, how many women do you put in this awkward position every week anyhow?" well, that's how i feel about it.
that reminds me. there's a website that recently came to my attention through a classmate of mine that supposedly helps women fight back men who harass women on the street (i don't really know how, except if the guy's wife happens to be looking on that same website). it sounded funny, but it's actually pretty gross what guys will say to women on the streets of NYC
http://www.hollabacknyc.blogspot.com/
anyhow, i agree with you on that v about the "beggar." i would've just wanted to do something about it... i'm not into giving strangers money on the street. in my entire life, i've only given one elderly black woman outside of hollywood video change from my car, a man underneath a bridge on the s.a. riverwalk a cup of joe and a donut, a woman playing a mean violin in the underground in london a pound, and a man playing a guitar in Portugal outside a coffeehouse some change that i never really figured out how to count. why am i not generous like other people? because... well, your story's a great example, but most prominent question in my mind is "do i really want to fund this person's habit, be it smoking, drinking, shooting, sniffing, etc?" and my answer is no. i figure that poverty is what a part of my dent in my paycheck goes to. the sad thing is that most people who really need money never get it. and don't expect me to give a stranger money for standing there holding out their hand. even those really annoying guys who actually do some sort of labor by destroying your perfectly clean winshield can be easily replaced by a few bucks more and new wiper blades. i'm so harsh but it's true. anyhow, the woman playing the violin definately deserved recognition because she was GOOD, and the awesome music followed me all the way down the tunnel of the underground, making me walk slower so i could enjoy just a moment longer the sweet music. anyhow...irreplaceable memory courtesy of underground violin playing woman. thank you very much.
okay, now that i have offended everyone, i'll shut up.
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After hearing how my really sweet friend Quyen got hoodwinked by an entire family.... it really makes me wary.
There was this mexican family (a dad, and a couple of children) that was standing by the corner of where her apartment complex was, with a big sign for help. So she went up to then, and asked them what was the matter, and he said that their car broke down, and they had no way of getting back home, and no money. She was so moved, she went back home, actually made them sandwiches, and gave them money out of her own pocket to that family. The next weekend, she was shopping at Fiesta, and saw the family shopping there! She knew they saw her, but they acted like they didn't know her!!!
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