Now THAT is a crime!

A couple of weeks ago, I was walking from Baker toward Court Street. School had not let out for the summer yet. The weather was warm and sunny, but it had been raining earlier. A lot of people were wearing shorts with rain boots. A car full of college aged guys rolled up to the stop light. It was a convertible and the top was down. They were talking loudly and in jovial spirits, checking out all the girls as they rolled up. I couldn't quite tell what they were saying until I saw one of them looking right at me. He said, "Now THAT is a crime!" I wasn't sure what he was talking about, except maybe it was my outfit. I was wearing flower print everything, tights, skirt, shirt, and rain boots. I was confused and annoyed. Why should I have to listen to strange boys commenting on my appearance? Why should I have to be wondering weeks later what they are talking about? I definitely wasn't committing any crimes at the time. And I don't like to think of trivializing that word when serious crimes happen every day and aren't taken seriously.

Happened on May 10, 2014

Incident reported by target

Bystander Action? No

Harassment Types: Sexual