Anonymous wrote:I was caught in a thunderstorm once while unloading my too many grocery bags into the trunk. Damn pour down came out of no where so I had no umbrella and was using the trunk lid as cover. I had just put two bags in when I looked up to grab more and a man was standing there. Didn't see him approach. He startled me. He asked if I needed help and I said no thank you. He started walking away, turned to me and said, nice tits bitch.
The blood left my whole body and I felt paralyzed. I looked to see if anyone heard him then realized I was the only one in the parking lot in that area. Everyone was inside waiting for the rain to stop. He could have easily pushed me into the trunk, closed the lid and took me somewhere no one would ever think to look. In my mind, he had bad intent towards me. I never shopped that store again.
ANY man OP, doing what you seem comfortable doing to strange random women, is a potential sex criminal to me. You need to quit doing that shit.
I am so sorry this happened to you. Unfortunately some variation on this happens to almost all of us in our lifetimes.
As long as men feel entitled to our time and attention, as long as they feel like they can set the agendas for our days and tell us how to feel, this is going to keep happening.
OP, men like you ARE THE PROBLEM. You've got a few dozen women taking time out of our day to persuade you that we, and not you, know what we want and how we should be treated.
Get it through your head: we don't want to talk to you. We want to live our lives. We don't walk out the door giving the slightest shit whether you approve of our appearance or even if you want us to be happy. Which, by the way, would be better achieved by showing some freaking boundaries.
You're not trying to make us happy. You're trying to get access to women's attention by giving them what YOU want to give them, and rationalizing that your attention is worth more than a bucket of warm hamster vomit.
Get a hobby.