No, it has nothing to do with their cable service...it has to do with their technicians not knowing how to think with their brains and not their dicks and to do their damn jobs. It's probably the reason why cable service is never on time---they're too busy hitting on women walking down the street.
I was walking home not too long ago, happy that the weekend was finally here. Less than ten minutes from my house I hear "whoo-hoo" and kissing noises. I look up to see a crusty, fat fool in the passenger seat of a van with this shit-eating grin on his face. When I noticed the "Comcast" logo on the van, I became furious.
"Leave me alone, fool!" I said, the shit-eating grin still in place.
A clown driving in the opposite direction yelled "why you act so mean?" He got dismissed too.
When I head home, I have the right to do so without being holla'd at and harassed by these punk-ass losers. Why do they feel they can yell at me, make kissing noises at me, and treat me like an object? Do these clowns have mothers and sisters? How would they feel if their female relatives were treaten as less than human? Apparently they don't care!
I couldn't get close enough to get the license plate---I even tried running to catch up to the van while it was at a light but couldn't make it. I was mad at myself---yes myself---for letting that van get away.
I thought "what can I do? I can't report them without a license plate!" but thought I'd call Comcast anyway, since I had the time of the incident, location and description of the perpetrator. Unfortunately I got bounced around, had to press this number or that number, and when I finally got a human voice she transfered me to another number that was the same thing.
I also tried to report this via e-mail, but their system only works for existing customers/potential customers. I don't want Comcast service...I just want to file a report!
Unfortunately, Comcast won the fight, but they have not won the battle.
And to the idiots that visit this site thinking we "hate men" and "want them to lose their jobs," no we don't. I speak for myself when I say I don't want anyone to lose their job, but I want them to know that treating women like that---on the clock or off---is not cool at all.
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Then GS, take your complaint to the local media if you are not getting your issue addressed properly by the company. If they think they can do it to you and get away with it, then the cycle will continue. Make them accountable.
"And to the idiots that visit this site thinking we "hate men" and "want them to lose their jobs," no we don't."
If these asshats cared about their jobs, they'd be doing them rather than trying to get their freak on with random chicks on the sidewalk.
I'm so tired of people hitting on me when their supposed to working!
I have the same problem with some green-eyed bandit working the deli counter at the Giant on 8th & O St. NW. I've tried everything from eye-rolling to the silent treatment to 'Leave My Alone, I'm A Lesbian,' (A lie, but you know what they say about desperate times) to get rid of this pest. He continues to follow me around the store and point out my ass, literally, to his male co-workers.
The meat butcher is even worse. We're talking total creepy, weird, stalker vibe.
I am at a total loss for direction at this point. The management isn't goint to help. My livid mom released Mama Bear Hell and once reported a produce guy who was constantly harassing me to the GM. She stood in front of the store yelling at the two of them in full Bitch Mode. The end result? GM & Fruit Boy both essentially accused me of lying.
The Giant is the only supermarket within walking distance of my home. I don't want to drive someplace else, when all I want to grab is a quick TV dinner.
I can't wait to move out of this city. From Vegas to NYC, DC has the WORST street harassment I've ever seen!
"My livid mom released Mama Bear Hell and once reported a produce guy who was constantly harassing me to the GM. She stood in front of the store yelling at the two of them in full Bitch Mode. The end result? GM & Fruit Boy both essentially accused me of lying."
When clowns are caught in the act, they'll take one of two tacts: getting aggressive or denying it. Lord forbid someone calls them on their mess.
You say your mother stood up for you...are you a teenager still living at home? If so, then hearing about these men hitting on an underage girl makes me sick. Men just don't have any respect for women anymore, and it's trickling down to girls.
In your situation, you have someone you can contact. If GM won't do squat, go above their heads. Keep going above their heads until someone listens.
Also, I'm glad you have family support in defending yourself against street harassment and harassment at this Giant. I complain to my family about being harassed and they're indifferent. Hard as it is, when these men pull this mess, stand up to them. Don't wait for someone to step in and help. It doesn't have to be a "fuck off!" or something like that, but a simple "Leave me alone!" is a start. These men won't change overnight, but if you gauge the situation and it seems safe to stand up for yourself, these men will know you won't take crap from them if you assert yourself.
You say your mother stood up for you...are you a teenager still living at home?
I'm twenty-three, more than old enough to speak for myself, but find that difficult in these situations. Don't Ask. I simply hate conflict and have always opted for the 'Ignore Them And They'll Get Lost.....Eventually' Method of dealing with irritating men. 'Get The Hell Away From Me, You Asshole,' just doesn't have the same effect on men when you've got the face of a sixteen year old.
Now that they're messing with my ability to get food, ignoring them isn't going to cut it. I'm going to have to actually do something!
In situations with aggressive, ill-mannered men, I always end up feeling like I'm overreacting, or underdressed, or choose the wrong time to go pick up a loft of bread.
When I hear my teenage niece complain about omitting certain items from their wardrobe or changing walking routes due to similar forms of harassment, I know something has got to be done.
I'm ready to say to Hell with fear of conflict and just call Headquarters on this meat-cutting clown. Let the chips fall where they may.
"'Get The Hell Away From Me, You Asshole,' just doesn't have the same effect on men when you've got the face of a sixteen year old."
A lot of people think I look like a teenager, but I refuse to let that make men intimidate me. If those buttheads are sitting there snickering when I tell them to "fuck off," I'm glad I spoke up regardless.
"In situations with aggressive, ill-mannered men, I always end up feeling like I'm overreacting, or underdressed, or choose the wrong time to go pick up a loaf of bread."
Don't let them make you feel like the bad guy...they're the ones making asses of themselves, not you.
"I'm ready to say to Hell with fear of conflict and just call Headquarters on this meat-cutting clown. Let the chips fall where they may."
Right on! I may not be by your side, but you've got my support, as well as from the (positive) readers that come here.
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