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Tag: Getting Away With Catcalling

Getting Away With Catcalling

Getting Away With Catcalling

Perspectives
AFTER VISITING my dog at the hospital, I had to rush to UST for a 3 p.m. meeting. I chose to board an FX going to Morayta and sat beside the driver because what could go wrong with having fewer seats to fill and decent air conditioning? Apparently, a lot. The driver, who introduced himself as “Jason,” decided to forcibly dig deep into my personal life, had the guts to ask my number and warn me that he’d be waiting for me along Quezon Avenue and be “more than happy” to have me as his passenger again. I could only nod and smile and by the time I got off at P. Noval, I was shaking. This is the type of harassment that haunts me every day, even when all I want to do is get to my destination and walk the streets with nothing to worry about. And when I was about to go to bed and I saw...