So I'm walking into a store this evening, by myself, and from like 10 feet away this douche bag's like "How you doin'?" Tribiani-style. Really? How fucking dare you? I'm not fucking scenery. I'm not ornamentation. I'm not an inanimate object there for your observation and comment. I am a person. Just because I am a woman out of my home after 6:00 pm doesn't give a man the right to "holla" at me.
Now I know there are some people who would think hey, just ignore it, but, why should I have to? Why is it on me to ignore this asshole? If I had been with a guy this creep wouldn't have said one fucking word to me but, because I was alone he somehow felt entitled to not only leer at me, (which would have been bad enough) but also address me as well.