When leaving work yesterday, I crossed the street past these chunky, middle-aged men. They were checking me out…gross. When I turn my head, knowing they were going to continue watching me from behind, I caught them still staring at me. “Ew!” I said.
Then they tried to save face. “We were thinking the same thing about you!” Yeah, right!
I hate how men will bend over backwards to check you out, but when you call them out on it it becomes “Well, you’re ugly anyway!” All I can do is shake my head at this.
Location: NW DC