by Liz Magee
|I wish a “catcall” was a sound made and neighborhood cats would gather around upon hearing it. Alas, that’s not the case… --credit|
Upon moving to New York City, I was warned about many things that did indeed prove to be true. You will get cab drivers that don’t know where they’re going and some that “don’t know where they’re going”- when they do, they’re just trying to rank up the meter. Every day you will be approached by homeless folk, tourists, or both, in pursuit of spare change or the fastest way to get to Macy’s. And just about everyday you will get catcalled.
Catcalling is ridiculous. Think about it, it’s a man shouting a proclamation of his attraction to a woman, who is a perfect stranger to him, hoping what? To make coffee plans for later that day? Add her as a Facebook friend? This one time I had a guy come up to me when I was walking down the street. I didn’t have my headphones in –– rookie mistake –– and he approached me and said “Baby, you’re beautiful. Can I follow you on Instagram?” I take that to be the new “Can I get your digits?”
|The new “can I get your digits?"|
Although warned that catcalling would happen, I was not aware of the different forms and variations a catcall could take and how to properly respond to each. I’ve made a list:
· The harmless compliment: “Hey beautiful” or “Good morning gorgeous.” These are the easiest to escape. You can always choose to ignore comments like these by simply pretending they weren't heard. Or if you’re feeling nice and generous, you could give a slight smile back. For most of these guys that’s all they’re looking for really.
· The question: “Hey cutie, where are you going in such a hurry?” This is a little harder to ignore because a response has been requested. Now you must make a deliberate decision to not respond, therefore causing a colder rejection. At first you might feel a little mean in doing this. Nobody likes to be ignored or be the one to cause that injury, but you’ll get used to it. Besides, you’re in hurry! You don’t have time for this.
|Not in the mood for a catcall? Try to stay on the opposite side of the street from hard-hat areas --credit|
· The terrible pick-up line: “Tell me angel, did it hurt when you fell out of heaven?” Ladies, it is our duty to ignore these, especially. Never should somebody succeed in getting a girl’s attention by using a line like this. Together, we can ban their existence for all of eternity, right? Right?
· The specific: when they hone in on one particular thing to get conversation going: your eyes perhaps, or your boots. This can sometimes be a more difficult compliment to avoid. After all, you also love those boots and you’re real proud that you got them on sale off-season.
|It's finally boots and tights season! My favorite season! --credit|
· The sound effect: no words. Merely a whistle –– a “woo-hoo” of some kind. I once had a regular who howled at me when I left for work in the morning. HOWLED.
· The serenade: when he starts singing to you. One of the most difficult to ignore because the only thing that will make him look less like a fool, is your acknowledgement. Girl –– don’t give it, unless he does a good job and it’s a smart song choice, but this has yet to be the case for me.
· The Ludacris line: when someone says something to you so obscene, so sexually explicit that ignoring it is not an option. You’re too surprised and too embarrassed by what this person just said that you couldn’t help but giggle or blush a little.
Note: proceed with caution when consuming lollipops and ice cream cones in public. Just trust me on that one.
"The Ludacris Line” a catcall that is so explicit in content it might just be a Ludacris lyric --credit