Category: Harassment


Think’s You’re A Ho Ho Ho

| Grandville, MI, USA | Harassment

(I am female, and I work at an anchor store at an area mall one Christmas. I work in the children’s department, and have just grabbed an armful of clothes from the changing room to put back on the sales floor. As I’m replacing items, I see a taller man looking at t-shirts for boys.)

Me: “Hello! Have you found everything you need?”

Customer: *looks at me* “I have now.”


Apron And Staying On!

, | Bellevue, Washington, USA | Harassment

(I am working as a deli clerk at a very well-known grocery chain. We used to have blue shirts and a black apron. However, we have recently switched to green aprons. An older male customer, who is also missing teeth, comes up to me.)

Me: “Hi, sir! Is there anything I can help you with today?”

Customer: “No, I just have a question. Do you like your uniforms?”

Me: *thinking this is a strange question, but there seems to be no harm in answering* “Well, I don’t mind the blue shirts, because that is my favorite color. The green aprons combined with the blue shirts are kind of a bad combination, though.”

Customer: “Oh, well, I bet you would look great in just the apron.”

Me: “…”


He Has A Fat Chance

, | London, England, UK | Harassment

I occasionally work at antiques fairs, mainly specialising in Ancient Greek and Roman antiques, like coins, statues, vases, etc. Today I’m covering all ancient and Oriental artefacts, including two statues from ninth-century China, both named ‘Fat Ladies.’

A man comes up to the booth and looks intently at the two statues for a while before giving me a leery smile and saying ‘I like fat ladies.’ and then patting me on the head before leaving without saying another word.


I Am 17, Going On No Thanks

| SC, USA | Harassment

(I’m a cashier at a well-known fast-food restaurant. I’m prone to forget every person that enters the store, especially the regular customers, so I develop a way to identify who is who based on what stands out from each person. One couple stands out the most, because not only because they are a biracial couple, but they a have a “Romeo and Juliet” love story going on. One day I see the guy without his “Juliet.”)

Me: “Hey, I didn’t notice you without her around you.”

Customer: *frowning* “Oh… yeah, her.”

Me: *catching on* “Oh! I am so sorry it didn’t work out with her.”

Customer: “Yeah, she isn’t what I thought she is.”

Me: “That’s okay. There’s plenty of fish in the sea.”

Customer: *suddenly smirking* “Yeah, and it looks like I’m going to reel one in.”

Me: “Aww. Who’s the lucky girl?”

Customer: *leans over the counter* “How old are you?”

Me: “Um…17. I just graduated this year and currently taking online classes so that I can still work.”

Customer: *frowning* “Oh. Well, I’m 19 and I just thought that since you’re a nice looking girl and I’m a nice looking guy that… you know… we can…”

Me: *shaking my head* “Sorry. I don’t hook up with customers at work and even if I see you outside of work… No. Just no.”

Customer: *getting offended* “Is it because I’m black? I bet you like some Mexican guys.”

(I’m half Puerto Rican and half Honduran.)

Me: “Nope. I like black guys more than Hispanics. Is just that being young I don’t want anybody right now.”

Customer: *in disbelief* “You were hurt in your last relationship, weren’t you?”

Me: “Sorry, but I’m not obligated to tell you anything personal about me.”

Customer: *upset* “But you know everything between me and [Ex-girlfriend]!”

Me: “But you did it at your own will. You didn’t have to tell me anything, but you still did. Now are you going to order something ? There’s actual customers coming in that actually wants to eat instead of pestering me.”

Customer: *gives up* “Fine. But as soon as you turn 18, you know where I live at.”

Me: “At a run-down motel down the street? Cool. Have a great day.”

(He leaves as soon as one of our regulars enters.)

Regular: “What’s this guy’s problem?”

Me: “Apparently he can’t take no for answer. He was trying to ask me out right after his girlfriend broke up with him even after I told him I was 17.”

Regular: *dumbfounded* “But aren’t you 19?”


Sticking Their Neck Out For You

| USA | Harassment

(I’m taking the train to work, and since part of my job is reviewing the audiobooks that our company produces, I usually listen to them during the commute. This particular morning, I’m pretty engrossed in the book I’m listening to, but I notice with some annoyance that a really loud man is making off-color jokes towards the center of the car. I’m in the very back, turned slightly away to look out the window, and trying to focus on my work, so I just try to ignore him, as does everyone else in the car.)

Man: “Hey! Hey, you! I like your necklace!”

(I have some beading on my shirt, but I’m not wearing a necklace, so I don’t even look his way.)

Man: “I SAID, I LIKE YOUR NECKLACE! Jeez, b****! I’m just paying a compliment to the thing around your fat f****** neck!”

(This whiplash of a compliment is hard to ignore, so I glance at him only to see that he’s definitely glaring right at me. I’m a very non-confrontational person, so I just pretend like I didn’t notice, but my face is flushed with anger. Thankfully, another passenger comes to my defence.)

Other Man: “Wow. She takes five seconds to realize that you’re talking to her, when she’s clearly paying attention to something else, and you go from complimenting her to calling her a fat f****** b****? I don’t blame her for ignoring you! And genius, she’s not even wearing a necklace!”

(That set off the loud-mouth, but to my relief, he forgot about me to argue with the other passenger instead. I made sure to quietly thank my defender before I reached my stop. Just wish I had the guts to stand up for myself. People like that are why I’m shy.)