“The only thing they ‘respected’ was if I was the property of another man”

Riding a city bus in Rome, I was rubbed against from behind by a man.

As with many other people this has happened to, I thought he needed more room, so I moved forward. He moved with me. This went on until I was right behind the driver.

Then I’d had more than enough. When he pressed against me again, I turned to face him & said loudly & very sternly, “Move it or lose it!!” I was a bit taller than him, so I was right in his face, scowling.

I don’t know if he understood English or just the threatening tone, but he moved away & left me alone. I was disgusted that he’d touched me like that, but proud that I made him back away.

Other times riding the bus (I was there as a college student / tourist for 2 weeks) I was approached & bothered by men and even teenage boys. I found the only thing they “respected” was if I was the property of another man… I bought & wore a cheap “wedding” ring for most of my trip. I didn’t feel too good about it – esp. since they weren’t respecting me but some fictional non-present male – but at least they left me alone with no work on my part.

– MKEgal

Location: Rome, Italy

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One Response to “The only thing they ‘respected’ was if I was the property of another man”

  1. beckieweinheimer says:

    that is horrible, but interesting that they would check your finger before their harassing. I’m married and have worn a wedding ring for thirty years and at age 53 I still get harassed, and rubbed against on the subway. No ring here helps. But ironically my husband has never seen me harassed because here in NYC they do respect a man at your side. Sigh. Thanks for sharing your story. And I think that was a smart thing to do, for your own safety.

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