I was up in the ATL visiting some friends for my 19th birthday in 2014, and I lived in Atlanta for 3 years, I know how bad traffic is, especially to get from downtown by CNN to north springs, so I took the MARTA. Well, living in atl in my high school years, taking the MARTA to and from school every day, getting harassed every day, I learned how to say “sorry, I don’t speak English” in 3 languages with convincing accents, which was usually enough to deter the worst of the harassment, but it didn’t work this time around. Some total creepo sat down directly across from me in one of the end seats where they make an L sort of shape. He was blatantly staring and my chest and my tightly CROSSED legs and kept trying to “compliment” my baby-tee college shirt which was a hand-me-down from a good friend of mine, who was not as large in the chest as I am. I replied politely “desolé, je ne parle pas anglés” which is french for “sorry, I don’t speak English”, and this obviously uneducated ass said “huh” so I responded, with a heavy french accent “no English” and he said “no speak english, huh?” With an extremely creepy grin and facial expression. I continued to ignore his stares because I just didn’t have the energy for confrontation at that time, and the train slightly jolted as it normally does, and he exaggerated nearly falling onto me, and he says ((mind you, my legs are still crossed at this point)) “when the train lurched just then, I nearly fell between your legs”. At this point, I was angry enough to punch him in his stupid grin, so I just glared at him and moved to an area of the car where a group of women had just got on were sitting. The creep kept staring at me and even followed me onto the yellow line, which was thankfully packed just enough for me to keep away from him and he not see where I got off at.
Guy coming out of Green’s with a case of beer started harassing me as I walked by, telling me I look good. I ignored him so he started following me. I continued to ignore him, so he got in front of me and grabbed my arm. I pulled away, falling into traffic and screamed at him to stop following me. He laughed and walked on. I waited until he was out of sight to detour down a side road.
This man on the train asked me about his penis. I told him to stop speaking to me. He kept talking and asking me why I had an attitude. A man on the train sitting behind me asked him to leave me alone. He spoke to me again. I told him to shut the fuck up. I got off the train and got onto the airport bound train. When the doors closed, I heard a knocking sound on the window and he was standing outside the window licking his tongue at me.
These guys in Steak ‘n Shake just took a picture of me and smirked. They keep staring.
Walking to the gas station across the street, I was cat called at least 5 times. Some were from passing cars, others were people standing around on the side of the road.
While walking to Grady to visit a friend in the hospital, a group of three men are exiting the hospital at the same moment. Typically, I look down or refrain from making eye contact for fear of harassment, but this time I felt confident that I can simply walk by men with no consequences. Unfortunately, I was wrong. I walked by and gave a curt nod as a friendly gesture and one of the men says to me” my friend wants to eat a cherry off your ass!” He and his friends start laughing and high-fiving. I continue walking and laugh along with him as an immediate reaction. But waiting for an elevator I am outraged that I thoughtless applauded that gross “compliment” by laughing alongside them.
A man asked me for my phone number while I was on a walk. I politely told him that I’m married and not interested. He told me he was just looking for friends. He continued to follow me for quite a while, trying to start conversation. I was uncomfortable gave single syllable replies for the most part.
After he followed me for about a mile, he told me his house was nearby and tried to persuade me to come home with him. When I said no, he grabbed my hand and put it on his crotch. I walked away quickly, and he followed me for about an hour, until I got to a corner shop where the employees know me, went in, and stayed there for about half an hour.
I was 19 & went with my roommate & my friend, 16 to a show at masquerade. As we were leaving, A man was sitting in his car, staring at the three of us and began making crude remarks. I made my youngest friend go in the middle of us and I was the one closest to his car. He was annoyed with the nasty look I gave & waited until we were behind his car and then hit me & my friend with a little bump of his car just so he could have a reason to get out & come at us. We ran to my car & got out of there.