On my way to work
in skirt and leather jacket.
'Fag!' Kick that misses.
I: 'You don't do things like that!'
As I walk on, he yells 'Whore!'
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Keep looking for the right word
When at first you fail (to find the correct slur) try, and try again. Eventually he'll get there.
Between those
And "Sissy" by the new crop of authors over the last years /ugh It's a wonder the hate doesn't get to me more, so I just avoid the hate of those authors. Wish the ignore user feature worked /sigh
Thanks for this
Hugs,
Diana
ps I'd rather be clled the last one in your story /heart
Hyenas
Hyenas
Feast on what’s been left behind,
Alone.
— Emma
Not the sharpest crayon in the mouth
Then again, what do you expect from someone who sees a woman taller than himself walk by, decides to start yelling anti-trans garbage, and progresses to a pitifully failing attempt for an assault, all on a railroad platform that is bound to have cameras. He did manage to connect enough to leave a dusty footprint on my skirt but not enough to leave a bruise. The police asked if I'd like to prosecute, but that would have revealed my personal info to him, so nope. Just one more incident for the hate crime statistics.
All in all, it was funny how the slurs changed to properly gendered ones the moment he heard my voice. Once again, 'we can always tell'.