So hey wanna hear a scary story, the beginning of my uneasiness towards men?
When I was thirteen I played hockey, and one of my teammates wanted something from Toys R Us. I went with my mom and we got whatever he wanted. In the check out line there was a man in his early twenties. He seemed friendly, overly interested but friendly.
We get home and a few hours later I get a call, my parents look at me weird because he sounds WAYYYY fucking older than any dude I’d know but he knows my name. I answer and the call literally went as such:
"Hey this is (so-and-so) from Toys R Us, I rung you out, want to go out on a date with me?"
I hastily said no and clicked the phone off. I felt sick to the pit of my stomach, like I was going to puke.
THIS was the fucking moment I realized that men can truly be terrible, and this being the first time this ever happened, the fact I was literally shaken to the core, and actually shaking, means this dude was straight up fucking evil.
I WAS THIRTEEN. I never told him my name yet he managed to know it when he called, and took the information off my moms store card to call my home.
We go back to Toys R Us sometime later and told the cashier and she looked disgusted and sighed but followed up with :
"We have fired him, we found out he’s done that WAY more than once going through personal records and calling underaged girls*."
I literally came across a predator, he was basically hunting young girls to do whatever shitty horrible things and I fucking hope to god no one got hurt.
But this is why I need feminism because this shit is real, occurring every day, putting fucking lives in danger and this is why it makes me so damned mad when people say they don’t need feminism. Because this SHIT is brought to light, its not a “oh I bet its cuz he thought you were cute”, its a scary moment that could’ve put not only me but many others in danger.
Real life scary stories. Really fucking scary.