For my last year at University I was in a student house of four girls and eight guys. Two of the guys in my house started putting up page three girls* in the living room, which was met with much eye-rolling and complete disgust from me and (thank goodness) my boyfriend, especially seeing as they kept discussing the women pictured and asking me and my female friends which ones we liked best.
I told them I didn’t want them up in the lounge, and that they should put them in their rooms instead, especially seeing as we’d had a house party recently and all our guests had been rather…put off by it. They responded by shrugging and not really even giving me the time of day. After two or three attempts to talk to them about it, I decided to take matters into my own hands. One night I drew clothes on three out of five of them to show I was serious and the next day when they complained I told them they had another day to take them down before I did.
They responded with a prank of their own. When my parents and sister visited me mid-term I took them out for a day. When I came back I found that my boyfriend had had to sit in the lounge all day to stop these two guys from plastering my dad’s car with porn. And not just page three porn – hardcore stuff they’d printed off the internet. When I angrily told my female flatmates about this, one of them said “it was just a joke” and basically thought I was over-reacting.
The next day the page three porn was back on the wall again. With no support from the rest of my household apart from my boyfriend, I had to suffer it for the whole year knowing the guys would come up with some stupid prank (and they were known for being nasty about their pranking), until one of my female flatmates finally came out and said she hated the porn as well, and burnt it.
Apparently it’s #MFIF and therefore my opinion doesn’t count.
* non-UK note: UK tabloid newspapers often feature a topless model on their third page.