This morning I started a month-long project which requires me to catch the bus at the ungodly hour of 7am. Today I walked out onto the sidewalk in front of my building and immediately encountered a group of 4 Brix construction workers. One made some foul catcall to which I responded with a loud “Fuck you!”. (Sorry neighbors if you woke up to this.) He turned around, started walking toward me, and repeatedly asked “Excuse me?! Excuse me?!”. I just said “No” and kept walking.
Maybe it’s a gene reserved for the XY chromosome, maybe it’s a difference in cultures, or maybe it’s just that Brix hires jerks (since this is not the first time this has happened) — but whatever it is, it is humiliating and completely unacceptable. Thankfully I was wearing my biggest sunglasses at the time, because I may have talked tough, but my eyes were completely welled up.
I previously considered writing a letter to the Brix construction company to complain. Then I decided against that in favor of the “Fuck you!” solution, thinking that would make me feel better. It made me feel better for about 30 seconds, and then I was back to feeling crappy and, frankly, scared to go to work tomorrow. So it’s back to letter writing. I’ll let you know how it goes.