I wanted to share my #metoo stories, but I was unsure whether to because what I have experienced never seemed "bad enough" and I have been very lucky in that respect. However I was watching this video and Raya said "that's the problem" - what I have experienced is really not okay, and we shouldn't normalise this kind of behaviour.
The time I asked a gardener to come and give us a quote. He seemed nice and friendly enough, he measured up the garden, rang me a couple of times to give me the price, and arrange to start the work. Then I got a phone call, he asked if I was in so he could come over to carry on the work. I said yes, he kind of giggled and said "oh I feel really nervous now", I asked why. He said "what if your husband comes back and catches us". Turns out, he thought he was coming round for sex and we were going to have an affair. We'd never spoken about anything more personal than my garden and our pets, he said he thought I liked him because I was "nice to him". I offered to help him measure the garden and held the other end of the tape measure. He thought this meant I wanted to sleep with him. I told him not to come over but he said he was going to anyway so we could talk. I rang my husband in a panic who was at work but luckily only a couple of minutes away who came home and spoke to him but it scares me to think what might have happened if he had just turned up.
I was staying in a youth hostel in Bondi Beach, and the bathrooms there were unisex. I was in the shower, and the walls were high but stopped about a foot from the ceiling. I was getting washed, there was no shower curtain and I looked up and saw someone watching me from the next cubicle. He must have been stood on the toilet seat, and was peering over the top. He saw me looking and ducked. I froze and didn't know what to do, I was covered in soap so tried to rinse quickly and grab my towel, and his head popped up again. I shouted to him, "what do you think you are doing?!" and he flushed the toilet and opened the door. I came out and told some girls who were stood in the bathroom who told the hostel manager. She asked me why I didn't scream. I didn't want to make a fuss. I look back at this and think, why didn't I just scream?
In a queue at a McDonalds on a night out at about 10pm. Two men in the queue behind me kept lifting my skirt up at the back.
On a night out at college with a group of friends. A friend of a friend who was out with us who was stood next to me just put his hand up my skirt.
Being accused of being racist because I wouldn't go to a much older man's house who was sat opposite me on the bus when I was 14.
Walking through the bus station one morning on my way to work, a man started making me feel uncomfortable. He was walking too close to me and matching my pace. He said something to me, I couldn't hear what he said, I ignored him. He physically stood in front of me, blocking my way and demanded to know why I hadn't said hello to him.
Multiple times of cat calling, groping, touching, unwanted attention; in school classrooms, school playgrounds, college, bars, clubs, the street.

