To be a woman in the public sphere

khulud khamis
Posted June 17, 2018 from Palestine

I walk into a building, followed by two men in their forties. The three of us are standing, waiting for the elevator. One of the men is talking on the phone, not paying any attention to me. The other one: staring at me in a creepy way, not taking his eyes off my body. I turn away, but I see his piercing eyes in the full-length mirror. I am 43 and maybe because I don’t go out much, preferring to lead my life in private spaces, using public spaces minimally, only passing through them when necessary, I haven’t had this kind of experience in years, so it takes me by surprise. I think to myself he’ll probably realize his creepy leering is making me feel uncomfortable and stop it, but his stare only becomes increasingly creepier as the seconds go by. Two minutes pass, the elevator doesn’t come, the man doesn’t stop his creepy staring. At this point I realize there is no way in hell I am getting into an elevator with this predator, I walk outside of the building to breathe and calm down, and come back a few minutes later, when it is safe for me.

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jlanghus
Jun 17, 2018
Jun 17, 2018

Hi Khulud. How are you doing? Thanks for sharing your powerful post. I can see this scenario clearly. I got an error when I clicked on your link, btw:-(

Sis. Salifu
Dec 07, 2018
Dec 07, 2018

I tell you some men can look eee hmmm
Thanks for sharing

Ngala Nadege
Dec 19, 2018
Dec 19, 2018

Hello
Thanks for sharing. Your safety comes first.

ARREY - ECHI
Jan 04
Jan 04

Hello Khulud,
Hope you are well after the experience above.
It is really stressful when someone stares at one leeringly.
I am glad you had the good presence of mind not to get into the elevator same time with the man. Precautions are always life saving.

Adanna
Jan 16
Jan 16

Dear Khulud,

Thanks for sharing your experience in the elevator. I'm glad you took the decision not to go back into the elevator.

Love,
Adanna