I went to Stop and Shop tonight, being that it’s one of the only stores open after 9 on Sunday nights in this godforsaken Puritan state, and encountered the usual SnS sketchballs. I was walking out when two fine specimens of gentlemanly behavior (ahem) sauntered out behind me. “Heyyyyyy baby girl … where you goin’?” I sighed, tensed, and kept walking to my car. They were distracted by something shiny, or with larger breasts, and moved on. Ugh.
So my question is … what is the point? Am I a prude because I hate walking to my car after work and being honked at and called at? Does this behavior ever result in some girl chasing down the car, or turning to the guys behind her, and saying “Yes! Please! Take me away with you! You’re all I’ve ever wanted!”
Again, ugh.