whiskeyandgoatsmilk:

I’m walking up Columbus ave on my way to meet up with my hairstylist minding my own and looking damn good while enjoying the beautiful weather. I was just thinking how wonderful it is to be in a city like new York during the spring time when ALL OF A SUDDEN I feel a firm open palmed grip on my left ass cheek. I used to work in the area so I turn my head quickly to see if it was an old co worker of mine. But no. Instead I see some fucking bald middle aged FUCK ducking behind me and making a quick turn down the block. AS IF I WOULDNT NOTICE HIM.

For like a half a second I stood there stunned wondering what I should do. Then I lost my god damn shit and started to call after him

“excuse me! Sir!”

He acts like he can’t hear me. He keeps speed walking down the block. So I start after him

“EXCUSE ME SIR.”

Again nothing. By then I break into a full run in my heels screaming “HEY ASSHOLE”

When I reach up to him I pushed his stupid back as hard as I could and he turns around like he didn’t do anything “lady! What the fuck, lady?”

“what the fuck??? You fucking touched me asshole! You fucking touched me!”

He gets all frantic because right next to us is a mother with three kids asking her why this crazy tattooed girl is screaming at the bald man. “Hey lady! I didn’t touch you!” he yells, then he turns back around and starts walking down the street.

Thats when I dropped my bag and with a running start full blown punched him in the back of the head. While screaming some more about not touching strangers.

I just filed a whatever with a cop and they took him away.

IF ANYONE EVER TOCHES YOU EVER AND YOU DON’T WANT THEM TO THEY DO NOT GET AWAY WITH IT. YOU MAKE SURE THAT ASSHOLE GETS WHAT’S COMING TO THEM. SCREAM SPIT AND SCRATCH I DON’T GIVE A FUCK. NO ONE IS ALLOWED TO TOUCH YOU IF YOU DONT WANT THEM TO.

And THAT’S why you never go to the upper west side.