We Don’t Want No Scrubs

Cat calling…I. HATE. IT. I don’t understand why certain men feel the urge that they should holler at me like it’s a compliment. Oh…I’m sorry sir, I didn’t realize that I was running/walking/standing here to cross the road for your viewing pleasure. Oh that’s right…because I’m NOT here for your viewing pleasure. I’m here because I have places to be and things to do. My body is not something for you to ogle at.

A few months ago, I was running in Nashville… exercising in a T-shirt and shorts. Men at a construction site decided that my daily run was a performance. They hollered at me to keep going…to show off what my mama gave me…and they clapped for “encouragement”. I’m sorry…but my run is not a spectacle. Running or walking on the sidewalk is not a sexual act for enjoyment. It’s my way of getting my business done.  

I could rant and rave about cat calling, but my friend and Garrett colleague Clint shared this video with me of a woman’s response to cat calling. I couldn’t have said it better:

http://thedailyshow.cc.com/videos/v7vq7r/masters-of-sexism—claps-and-catcalls

“[A woman's] walk to work is not there for him to comment on. It’s not a red carpet, it’s not a fashion week runway — it’s a sidewalk.” -Jessica Williams

Ladies and gentlemen, don’t forget what we learned from TLC…

“I don’t want no scrub

A scrub is a guy that can’t get no love from me

Hanging out the passenger side

Of his best friend’s ride

Trying to holler at me”

 

So for those that think hollering at me is appreciated…it’s not. Please stop trying. And to all of you men out there already respecting women…THANK YOU. Let’s continue equally using the sidewalks for what they are…SIDEWALKS. 

compliment by respect