Freshman year of college, I had to walk to the school across the street to vote. My friend decided she no longer wanted to vote, and after being rejected by Campus Safety’s shuttle system because it was too close(argh!), I decided to walk. My school’s in a not so nice neighborhood but I figured a two minute walk at 6pm wouldn’t kill me.
I was wearing jeans, a purple top made out of sweatshirt material, and sneakers. This will be important.
On my way back, as I spoke on the phone with my friend, I was followed by a man with a beer bottle. When I paused to look down at my phone, he approached me and said “Excuse me miss? How much?”
Shocked, I asked “How much for what?”
“For some sex.”
So, sweatshirt, jeans, sneakers, cell phone, walking quickly back to the school? Irrelevant. Being a woman alone at night? Prostitute.
(I won’t even go into how my incompetent Campus Safety office handled THAT)
Oh well. #MFIF