One of the most upsetting experiences I’ve had with street harassment was actually committed by other women. They were waiting at the bus stop on U St near the McD’s pickup window. There were about 3 of them taking part. I was with a male friend and we were looking for a bar (we forgot the address) and we had walked past the bus stop maybe a couple times. The first time I heard them talking I couldn’t make out what they said, I figured they were talking about someone else. The second time we walked past, I knew they were talking about me, but still couldn’t make out exact words. The last time, though, there was no mistake–they were making specific comments (loudly) about what I was wearing, my body, my skin color, and assuming I thought I was better than everyone else. I really don’t get this. People assume because your hair is a certain color, you have certain genetic traits determining what body-type you have and the color of your skin, that you have some superiority complex. Maybe they mistake my shyness for snobbery. In any case, this incident was very upsetting to me and it took me a while to get over it. It made me very sad to realize that some women can be so mean to one another, when we should be working together, or at the very least, not being so judgmental of each other.
Submitted by mt on 7/2/2010
Location: 14th and U NW
Time of Harassment: Night (7:30P-12A)
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