Tuesday, May 27, 2014

This is a Man's World

"I have to cross the street and walk on the other side every morning," my friend says as we wait for the train. "There's this guy that waits for me to walk by every morning so he can grunt at me."

"Grunt?" I say, incredulous, and she shrugs.

"I said to him, 'Leave me alone,' and he just called me a fucking bitch," she says, a little pissed, but mostly resigned.

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