On dem trains...

Taking the train back late this Sunday afternoon, I was harassed by a man on the train. He was drunk, and repeatedly asking me for all kinds of personal information: my name, where I lived, my phone number, where I was going on the train. At first I didn't respond, and then when I finally did, I told him I wasn't interested, and I didn't give out personal information, or go out with strange men I met on the T. He kept insisting that I should because he told me that I was attractive, like it was a gift he was giving, or insurance against future misogyny from him. It was an outbound train, and as it went further along, I got scared that he would follow me off at my stop. My T stop, and the ones around it let off in residential areas, where there's no gas station or business that I could escape to and call the police. He got off a few stops before mine, and I guess I looked pretty upset because the man next to me asked if I was okay, and then told me that he was looking out to step in if the guy moved from verbal to physical harassment. A woman across from me said the same thing, and when I told her I wanted to take his picture but was too scared to provoke him, she said HollaBackBoston accepts written submissions too. Sarah, Jamaica Plain, MA