12/15/2010
Today, Mom and I were out getting some last-minute Christmas things. We'd stopped in the toy isles, and I was looking at the Monster High dolls when someone passed behind me and I thought I'd heard "sexy." I assumed I'd just misheard whoever was talking.
Then, we checked out the LPS that the store had, and there was this shifty middle-aged guy in a red & black flannel shirt. He was staring at me, and inching closer. I moved our cart back, in case we were in his way. Then he walked between my mother and myself and whispered is my ear, "You're sexy."
I. Was. Horrified. It took me a few moments to tell my mom, "That guy just said, "You're sexy," in my ear." Then she was all like, "Where the Hell is he?" So I told her that he went around the isle, and I pointed him out. So Mom went after him, grabbed his shoulder to force him to turn around, and shoved him. She called him a pervert and said some other stuff, and he was all like, "What? I didn't say that."
I actually got so scared that I dug into my purse and grabbed my pocket knife, and shoved it in my front pocket and kept my hand in that pocket for practically the rest of the time we were there. I was stuck to Mom like glue, because I was just so terrified that we'd run into that freakin' creeper again. She asked if I wanted to get the store security, but it's not like he actually did anything to me, so that wouldn't've helped much.
Now, I honestly wish that I had been the one to confront the bastard. But I felt so helpless that I just.. couldn't. I mean, this is the first time that anything like this has ever happened to me. I wanted to just break down and cry.
I feel so fucking violated. I can still hear that whisper, and it really, really bothers me. It makes me feel unclean and like I'm just some fucking piece of meat. I mean, what the Hell? What makes a guy think that he can just walk up to any woman he so wishes and make comments like that? Fucking pig.
I'm still shook up about it, even though it's been a little while since it happened. It's really sticking with me, and I don't know how to just forget it ever happened. I don't want that pervert to occupy space in my mind, because that means I'm giving him power over me by letting him bother me like that, but I really can't help it. It really freaked me out and disturbed me.
Then, we checked out the LPS that the store had, and there was this shifty middle-aged guy in a red & black flannel shirt. He was staring at me, and inching closer. I moved our cart back, in case we were in his way. Then he walked between my mother and myself and whispered is my ear, "You're sexy."
I. Was. Horrified. It took me a few moments to tell my mom, "That guy just said, "You're sexy," in my ear." Then she was all like, "Where the Hell is he?" So I told her that he went around the isle, and I pointed him out. So Mom went after him, grabbed his shoulder to force him to turn around, and shoved him. She called him a pervert and said some other stuff, and he was all like, "What? I didn't say that."
I actually got so scared that I dug into my purse and grabbed my pocket knife, and shoved it in my front pocket and kept my hand in that pocket for practically the rest of the time we were there. I was stuck to Mom like glue, because I was just so terrified that we'd run into that freakin' creeper again. She asked if I wanted to get the store security, but it's not like he actually did anything to me, so that wouldn't've helped much.
Now, I honestly wish that I had been the one to confront the bastard. But I felt so helpless that I just.. couldn't. I mean, this is the first time that anything like this has ever happened to me. I wanted to just break down and cry.
I feel so fucking violated. I can still hear that whisper, and it really, really bothers me. It makes me feel unclean and like I'm just some fucking piece of meat. I mean, what the Hell? What makes a guy think that he can just walk up to any woman he so wishes and make comments like that? Fucking pig.
I'm still shook up about it, even though it's been a little while since it happened. It's really sticking with me, and I don't know how to just forget it ever happened. I don't want that pervert to occupy space in my mind, because that means I'm giving him power over me by letting him bother me like that, but I really can't help it. It really freaked me out and disturbed me.