I was walking to the thrift store the other day, minding my own business, when a fine gentleman decided to greet me.

Who would catcall that outfit? Who? And it’s not like I was in a shady city at night, or a college campus full of drunken males. I was in suburbia, next to a busy road, in broad daylight. What would the appropriate reaction to that be? Because I’m still not entirely sure.