So, this afternoon, I'm out walking Dudley, and there's a woman ahead of me but on the opposite side of the road—she's also white and brunette, about the same shape and size, a few years younger than I. And there's a middle-aged white guy standing at the edge of his yard in a dingy white undershirt, leaning on his fence, watching her walk by. He wolf-whistles at her. She ignores him. "Hey you!" he shouts at her, and wolf-whistles again. She continues to ignore him. "Bitch!" he yells.
He turns his head and looks at me, then wolf-whistles. As flattering as it is to be wolf-whistled by a random dude I just saw shout a misogynist epithet at another woman, I ignore him. "Hey you!" he shouts. I turn around and walk the other way.
If he called me a bitch, I didn't hear him.
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