Okay get this today I was walking to the gas station with my younger sister and her friend to get some snacks. I had a major craving. I think I’m post menstruating, anywho, you didn’t need to know that.

Well as I was waiting for the light to say I can cross the street, more like highway, and coaxed my sister and her friend to hurry up, two guys in a truck stop by me. I turn around to yell at the youngsters telling them to hurry, ignoring the idiots who stopped at a green light, when the guy at the passengers seat calls to me, “Hey what are you doing here?” he asks.

I look at him like he’s stupid. What else would I be doing at a corner? Waiting to cross the street. Isn’t it obvious? But I try to be polite, “Crossing the street.”

A look of disappointment came upon his face, “Oh I thought you were selling something.”

Blonde moment. I didn’t realize what he was saying until his friend laughed and drove off. He thought I was a prostitute!! How the hell do I look like a prostitute? Okay what was I wearing you ask. I was wearing jeans and a ‘two sizes to big’ shirt, and my hair was a mess. How does that make me look like a prostitute? I thought they wore skanky outfits.

Maybe it’s because I was raised in a bubble but I was seriously offended. I felt a little ashamed, but more angry. I almost wanted to cry.

Finally the two came caught up. Of course they wanted to know what had happened, but I couldn’t tell them the truth. They were too young to know, that and I was afraid they’d tease me. So I just told them that they needed directions.

But that’s not the end of it. As we were walking home and walked past the apartment complex, I got catcalls. “Hey sexy” or “Wanna piece” even worse, “How Much?”

I wanted to yell but I was to frighten to ashamed. Worse I couldn’t even tell my own parents. I had to go into my room and cry a little.

Maybe it was a little much, but I’ve never been put in that kind of situation before. I’m still innocent. Yes I’m proud of it but still to be mocked like that. Especially for one who’s never even gone to a party our dance without her father chaperoning her. Maybe it’s not offensive to others but it was to me. And all I can think to myself is ‘ what is this world coming to?’