Holla Back DC relates a couple of stories about unwanted thigh grabbing on Metro. Talk about things that make you go ew:
This morning I was switching from the green line to the orange at L’Enfant Plaza. I get on the train, sit down and a guy sits down next to me. I knew he was up to something right away because there were multiple empty seats. He asks me if I have enough room. I said “yes.” He then slowly inches closer to me as he tells me he doesn’t want me to feel squashed. I scoot closer to the window so he isn’t touching me. He makes a comment about the weather and asks me if it is supposed to rain. I said “yes, I believe so.” He starts making small talk, and while he is not touching me I am a bit suspicious.
He asks me where I grew up. I tell him, he says “me too.” He tells me I am very pretty. I say “thank you”. He then asks me how old I am, I tell him. He says, “me too.” He tells me how young I look and then he asks if I would like his number. I say, “no thanks”. So he asks if he can have mine. I tell him I have a boyfriend. He tells me that’s alright, he is engaged but we could just be friends. I say, “no, I don’t know you.” He says “that’s the point, we can get to know each other.” I tell him no thanks again and luckily we are at my stop. Because I am sitting on the inside, he has to stand up to let me out.
Read the rest of this story at Holla Back DC, plus the story of another encounter with a thigh grabber on the Green line the next day.
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