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I do my best to avoid shopping at Walmart because of the crowds etc when I go there, but I had to stop in today to pick up some last-minute birthday decorations for my son.
It all started when I kindly asked the person behind me to give me space. 1/15
I do my best to avoid shopping at Walmart because of the crowds etc when I go there, but I had to stop in today to pick up some last-minute birthday decorations for my son.
It all started when I kindly asked the person behind me to give me space. 1/15
He was an overweight elder-aged white man in an electric cart, and he was so close to me that he was almost touching me. So I used the social distancing markers as a way to politely ask him to back up. Instead, he called me a bitch and laughed. 2/15
I responded that yes, sure, I am a bitch, and Iâm also following the storeâs guidelines. So if he could back up Iâd appreciate it. Instead of doing that, he immediately started mocking me, calling me a stripper, calling me a slut⊠all the while just laughing at himself. 3/15
The name-calling doesnât insult me at all, let me just be clear that being called a stripper is absolutely not an insult to me. What bothered me more was how this man actually views women. How poorly he must have been raised to think he could talk to another human like that. 4/15
Anyways, clearly heâs a miserable dude. I said âactually, Iâm an author.â He laughed more. Asked me if I could even read, and he even went as far as to ask another person if he could have a dollar bill to put in my clothes. (just a sidenote, Iâm wearing gym clothes) 5/15
And yeah, I grew up getting bullied in school, so I was having a few flashbacks, but Iâm a bad ass bitch so I stood there. I ignored him after that, told him he wasnât worth my time to argue with, and then continued to respond to some texts with my back turned to him. 6/15
****by the way, he was wearing a baseball cap that said âBOB VâS GLAMOUR PHOTOGRAPHYâ on it but I canât seem to connect it with an actual website so he must not be a photographer (or at least not a real one)**** but if he is, FIND HIM. Anyways, thatâs not even the end of it. 7/15
By the time I turned around to take a photo of the sad sack of shit that was harassing me, he was gone. I was relieved and finally the old woman in front of me was done checking out and I could get these birthday supplies for my son and get out of there. But... I was wrong. 8/15
The white haired little old lady in a nightgown who was checking out in front of me, was situating a bunch of bags into her cart. She looked up at me as I went to swipe my card and said, âSLUT!â It sounded like she sneezed it or something, and started calling me names too. 9/15
Now it really doesnât matter what anyone wears, no one should get treated like that. Seriously, just leave people alone! But I am fully clothed, and have my arms full of kids birthday supplies. My hair is in a ponytail, I have no make up on, just minding my business. 10/15
I expect that kind of treatment from men. Honestly, sorry guys, yâall are the worst. But this little old lady started harassing me as well! I ignored her, and kept my conversation to âyessirâ and âno sirâ when the bag boy asked me questions about if I needed things bagged. 11/15
The most uncomfortable part about this was that everyone around me was witnessing it and no one was saying anything. Iâm all by myself, ignoring both the person behind me and the person in front of me who feel like Iâm their punching bag today. But it still wasnât over. 12/15
The old lady starts clucking like a chicken! She literally started shouting that I was a chicken because I wouldnât respond to her harassment, and started making loud clucking noises at me 
https://abs.twimg.com/emoji/v2/... draggable="false" alt="đ" title="Augen" aria-label="Emoji: Augen"> Iâm in complete disbelief, like WHAT IS GOING ON ?? What is wrong with her? Why?? 13/15
I would also like to let you guys know that this happened at 1pm on a Tuesday. Thereâs no reason that people should be this angry or this hateful, totally sober (?) in the middle of the day, just harassing strangers. 14/15
Anyways, aside from the fact that no matter what, I will never walk into a Walmart ever again, I thought that I needed to tell this story to let you know that THIS is one of my fears I have when shopping alone. Even in the daytime. And I hope at least it reminds you to be kind.
@YNB this thread that just happened to me is my expected interaction with men. Hence why being âfriendsâ with them is hard. Itâs either hate or lust. Iâm happy for women like you who have found trustworthy male friends. Me? Still holding on to hope there are good ones I guess.
