Open Letter to the Men of the World (or at least New York)

[teaberryblue]

Dear guys,

I know most of the people reading this aren’t this kind of guy, because I make an effort only to associate with the kind of guy who isn’t an asshole. But I figure it’s still useful for y’all to know what a fairly large portion of your gender likes to put women through.

To the rest of you, I do not leave my house for the sole purpose of giving you something to ogle. I do not get dressed in the morning to please strange men I don’t know. Hell, I don’t even get dressed to please any men I do know. I get dressed for me.

To the rest of you, my entry into your workplace or the place in which you shop does not signal my interest in being ogled, or better yet, my interest in putting up with lewd comments from you. My proximity to you does not mean I am inviting your commentary on my hair, my manner of dress, or my looks.

To the rest of you, as much as you might fantasize about being a sports announcer, you can get through the five minutes in which an attractive woman is in our presence without offering narration.

To the rest of you, fooling a woman into conversing with you so that you can segue into verbally objectifying her by asking her for the time, or directions, or any other inane question isn’t clever or cute. It’s harrassing and insulting.

To the rest of you, when I tell you that your presence following me on the street or in the grocery store is unwelcome, you are not the victim.

To the rest of you, don’t even try to claim you meant it as a compliment, because you damn well know it isn’t.

To the rest of you, for once in my life, I would like to manage to get through a week without having at least one of you think that you are entitled to force your way into my life, to intrude on my personal business, to make me feel uncomfortable in a place that has been, up until that point, part of my daily routine. For once in my life, I would like to not have future visits to a place colored by a negative interaction. For once in my life, I would like not to worry that you might be a regular customer, too, that I might have to interact with you in the future, that even if you don’t open your mouth this time, you might try to follow me around the store, or just give me pointed looks when I have to get something from the shelf next to where you are standing, not shopping, staring at the women walking by.

To the rest of you, the next time you speak to me this way in your place of work, please immediately inform your manager that you have lost them a customer. And you’ve probably lost them other customers, who aren’t me, and who don’t tell you to your face that you’re being a sexist ass.

To those of you who are not part of that group, thank you for taking action when I tell you there’s a problem in your store. Thank you for making me feel like if I do go back there and something happens again, someone will do something about it. Keep doing that. Better yet, take action when you see it happening, or hear it happening, don’t wait until I come to you to complain. Even if it’s not your workplace, say something. Get a manager. Make sure those men who are hurting your reputation as men don’t see silence as approval.

To all of you, when one man does this, it hurts all of you, because we women have to be more suspicious, more protective, and less friendly with strangers we meet. Some awesome woman might ignore your earnest request for directions, or your earnest compliment, because she’s fed up with those of you to whom this letter is directed. We have to be less kind, less patient, less open, just to get through the day without feeling as if our personal space is being invaded. I don’t want to live that way, and I’m sure you don’t, either.

Love,

Tea

Mirrored from Antagonia.net.

Comments

[evilwildlex.livejournal.com]

*applauds*

Additionally:

To the men who are not awesome,

No, it's really not a compliment if you walk up to a woman on the street and ask her to go have sex with you right now. It's not flattering when you pester a girl at a club with blatant sexual comments. It's especially not flattering if she tries to let you down gently and say "I have a boyfriend" and you reply with "So? He's not here right now, is he?" It is, in fact, sleazy and gross and an invitation to receive an ass-kicking or for her to call security on you.


To the men who are awesome,

Keep being nice and well mannered and decent human beings. And please tell the not-awesome men to STFU and grow up when they pull stuff like this in your presence.

[teaberryblue.livejournal.com]

IAWTC!

And it's almost just as insulting when the "I have a boyfriend" line works when you can tell it's because they think of you as another man's property!

[evilwildlex.livejournal.com]

Honestly, I'd rather someone like that back off because he thinks I'm another guy's property than persisting and trying to get me to cheat on my boyfriend (who may or may not actually exist at the time). Both are icky and sexist. The second is just...more arrogant to me. Especially when it comes with promises of how much BETTER Sleazy Jerk will be in bed, etc. Or how he'll buy stuff and has a nice car.

Ideally, I'd prefer people to just not be sleazy jerks, but backing off when told "I have a boyfriend" is the lesser of two annoyances in my opinion.

I'm kind of shocked that some guy was being skeezy while he was at work and while you were a customer. Although the biggest OMGWTF were you thinking incident I've ever heard of was this guy who my boss interviewed that wouldn't stop staring at her boobs during the interview. Suffice to say, he was not hired, nor was he called in for a second interview.

[teaberryblue.livejournal.com]

Well, yeah, anything that makes them stop is good, but it's like, really? Really?

This is actually an amalgam of a few recent creepers. There was one who was doing it at work. I got his manager, who was about five years younger than him, if that says anything, and the manager took me very seriously and said he would speak to him (he was on a different floor of the store). The one today was some random dude hanging out in the grocery store, not shopping, just chatting with one of the stock boys. The stock boy he was chatting to did nothing. When I got to the register and explained the problem, the dude at my register and the guy one register over both got incredibly offended on my behalf and the guy next to my register closed his register to go find the manager.

[evilwildlex.livejournal.com]

I'm just amazed when people think stuff like that will actually work.

One of the few times I had a stranger attempt to pick me up that was pleasant was just after an interview. I thought I did a pretty good job and had a big smile on my face after, and he started the conversation by smiling, making eye contact, and commenting on my smile. At no point did he say anything crude, he respected my personal space, and just made conversation with me. Unfortunately, I did have a boyfriend at the time (who I was contemplating breaking up with but didn't want to do so via email while he was working crazy long hours) But we did have a pleasant conversation for the entire bus ride because he was just polite and friendly and not even remotely sleazy or gross. And when I said I had a boyfriend, he just kind of went "Oh well, nice talking to you anyhow" and left it at that.

If more guys acted like this and less acted like the creepers, things like the Rejection Hotline would not exist.

[teaberryblue.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I have had a couple experiences like that, which is part of what I was trying to get into in that end paragraph a little. Not everything a guy says to a strange woman is creepy, but if we have to be on our guard, we're more likely to treat a perfectly nice guy as if he's a potential creeper because we don't want to risk encouraging him if he is a creeper. And I don't want to be like that. I really wish I could be friendly with everyone I interact with. I like being friendly. But I've gotten burned dozens of too many times when I've given people the benefit of the doubt.