Boys Will Be Boys But They Grow Into Men



I have never wanted to shave my head before, but after spending the night receiving unwanted attention from my friend’s father, I wish I had. I wasn’t wearing anything provocative or flashing playful smiles or innocently flirting to entice this drunken pervert. No this wasn’t a case of being a stranger outside her native land being hit on by a local because this man knew I was the wife of one of his son’s friends. All I did was change my hair from blonde to red and he took every opportunity to tell me how much better I looked with my new color. Even his wife being at the party didn’t deter him from seeking any chance to get near me, sit next to me, pet my hair like I was a plaything.

In English this situation would be stressful enough. When it’s in Portuguese, a language I have only a tiny grasp on, I didn’t know a kind way of telling him to “fuck off” without causing a scene. Here is how my night went: He followed me around antagonizing me about how my ability to speak Portuguese was lacking. told my husband that I reminded him of an American woman he used to sleep with except I was much prettier and then asked if we were actually married or it was only for papers. Icing on the cake? He asked if I had ever met my mother-in-law before.

How do you politely defuse a situation where the host of the party is drunk and being completely inappropriate? How do you and your husband not cause as scene when a family friend is acting out? I nearly lost it when I was sitting down talking to two people and he yanked from my chair to dance after I had told him three times I did not want to. He wouldn't leave me alone even after his son and my husband repeatedly told him to knock it off. It only provoked him more.

I would love to say that this was an isolated incident and that this only happened with this man because he is older and he doesn’t know better, but it is not. I wanted to punch my screen in when I typed out “he doesn’t know better” because he does know better and a lot of men think that they can act this way because they have never been corrected. Men were once boys, boys who would torment and pick on girls and people just laughed saying that, “boys will be boys.” Well, guess what? Those boys grow up to be men. Men who don’t have respect for women, and men who will never change if we don’t do something about it.

How is it that I am feeling guilty now typing this out and even second guessing posting it? Why is it that I feel like I must explain to you that I was wearing jeans, a t-shirt, and a sweater? None of this should be coming across my mind. I was the one being harassed and I was raised to stand up for myself, to value myself above being simply an object of desire for men. But it doesn’t matter. Those feelings are still there.

Maybe if they didn’t teach girls to worry about what they wear to school and instead taught boys to behave and keep their hands to themselves, these thoughts wouldn’t be going through my mind. How about we stop laughing at young boys when they are being mean and tell them to behave? Or maybe we should start teaching girls to fight because that might teach the boys that there are consequences to their actions. Maybe if they get a negative reaction, it’ll stop encouraging them to act the way they do.

I’m not saying make everyone became sensitive little flowers but it doesn’t mean that I should be worried about having children and having a daughter go through things I have. If you had a checklist for bad things that can happen to a woman, I think I could check all of them off minus murder. Unwanted dick pics followed by slut shaming if you have the audacity to reject them? Check. How about getting drugged? Check. Sexual Assault at work? Check. Raped? Check.

There’s nothing quite as fun as carrying your staggering semiconscious friend out of a club while the creep who drugged her tails you still trying to convince her to go home with him. Wouldn’t want to waste that rohypnol, right? While out at Halloween one year, we had a friend go missing. We found three police officers who basically told us to fuck off before they resumed flirting with the pretty girl they were talking to. I am not going to write out what happened to her again because I already did in the story, MISSING. The only thing I changed were our names and what were wearing that night.

I’m not sure when it will change for women not to feel like it’s out fault for unwanted advances and I’m not sure when men will finally learn how to treat women with respect. I’m not saying that all men are horrible, because they aren’t, but I’ve had enough bad things happen to me and almost EVERY SINGLE one my friends to cringe when people say that these accusations are blown out of proportion.

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