Time: Midday
Location: Barkingside
Outfit: Coat
Whistle from a guy in a car going round a roundabout - ooh and I feel so flattered!
Tuesday, 15 March 2011
Wednesday, 9 March 2011
Attention at work?
Time: During the day
Date: Tuesday 8 March
Place: Work
Outfit: Knee length black dress, flat shoes, purple cardigan
It's particularly uncomfortable to get unwanted male attention at work, especially when it's from men who are more senior than you. One of us has had a couple of experiences this week:
I got wacked on the arm ‘playfully’ by someone who’s been very ‘converstational‘ with me/ following me round the office and taking every single opportunity to talk to me. I once had a kit kat on my desk, he came over and said, “I see you’re eating kit kats. That’s good.” He’s in a position of authority and knows I need his help/ guidance.
I got squeezed on my upper arm by a colleague who tried to make me jump by standing behind me… odd behaviour.
I don't think they realise how they are making me feel, but surely it should be obvious that these kinds of things are a bit inappropriate in the office?
Date: Tuesday 8 March
Place: Work
Outfit: Knee length black dress, flat shoes, purple cardigan
It's particularly uncomfortable to get unwanted male attention at work, especially when it's from men who are more senior than you. One of us has had a couple of experiences this week:
I got wacked on the arm ‘playfully’ by someone who’s been very ‘converstational‘ with me/ following me round the office and taking every single opportunity to talk to me. I once had a kit kat on my desk, he came over and said, “I see you’re eating kit kats. That’s good.” He’s in a position of authority and knows I need his help/ guidance.
I got squeezed on my upper arm by a colleague who tried to make me jump by standing behind me… odd behaviour.
Sunday, 6 March 2011
Slimy
Time: Midnight
Date: Saturday 5th March
Outfit: Coats
Place: Street
Walking home and pass a group of three men. One of them turns as we walk past, looks us up and down and leers "alright luv"
Eugh. And very intimidating if it had been one of us on our own.
Date: Saturday 5th March
Outfit: Coats
Place: Street
Walking home and pass a group of three men. One of them turns as we walk past, looks us up and down and leers "alright luv"
Eugh. And very intimidating if it had been one of us on our own.
Shoe Fetish
Time: Midnight
Date: Friday 4 March
Outfit: Jeans, shirt and purple high heels
Location: Big Chill (club), Kings Cross
This week had been relatively quiet (minus a number of clicks and whistles, from different men on different occasions - why do they think that is attractive?). Quiet, that is, until Friday night.
One of us was out clubbing in Kings Cross. A man waved at me from across the room, but I ignored it. Later, when I went to the toilet, he was waiting there for me. He grabbed my hand, kissed me and asked me my name - slightly weird, but I told him and then asked if he would mind letting me go to the loo. With a bit of trepidation, I left the ladies after I was done and, lo and behold, he was still there waiting for me. He grabbed my hand again and asked if I had a boyfriend. I said yes - not true, but it seemed like the only way of getting rid of him. He sighed a little, but handed me a pre-prepared note and asked me to read it later.
I popped it in my back pocket, thinking that I would just try and get away as quickly as possible, to rejoin my friends and continue having fun. I completely forgot about the note.
Later on (he's persistent isn't he?) he came over to me again to get my reaction on the note. I admitted that I hadn't read it and he simply said "well, I'd love to buy some shoes for you sometime. Let me know if you want to go shopping".
After he left I looked at his note which read: "Edward, ***mobile number***, I love your shoes" and, on the other side "Shopping together?"
Very, very strange approach. And not remotely attractive. Slightly concerning how interested he was in shoes...
Date: Friday 4 March
Outfit: Jeans, shirt and purple high heels
Location: Big Chill (club), Kings Cross
This week had been relatively quiet (minus a number of clicks and whistles, from different men on different occasions - why do they think that is attractive?). Quiet, that is, until Friday night.
One of us was out clubbing in Kings Cross. A man waved at me from across the room, but I ignored it. Later, when I went to the toilet, he was waiting there for me. He grabbed my hand, kissed me and asked me my name - slightly weird, but I told him and then asked if he would mind letting me go to the loo. With a bit of trepidation, I left the ladies after I was done and, lo and behold, he was still there waiting for me. He grabbed my hand again and asked if I had a boyfriend. I said yes - not true, but it seemed like the only way of getting rid of him. He sighed a little, but handed me a pre-prepared note and asked me to read it later.
I popped it in my back pocket, thinking that I would just try and get away as quickly as possible, to rejoin my friends and continue having fun. I completely forgot about the note.
Later on (he's persistent isn't he?) he came over to me again to get my reaction on the note. I admitted that I hadn't read it and he simply said "well, I'd love to buy some shoes for you sometime. Let me know if you want to go shopping".
After he left I looked at his note which read: "Edward, ***mobile number***, I love your shoes" and, on the other side "Shopping together?"
Very, very strange approach. And not remotely attractive. Slightly concerning how interested he was in shoes...
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