For a woman, being alone is less a matter of peace and more a matter of latent fear. Whether we’re alone on the streets, in public transport or even in the safety of our own homes, there’s always that concern about our security and safety. Something that men never really have to be concerned about. A man can step out at all hours of the night or day, open the door to any stranger and get into a car with anyone, and he’s still very less likely to risk his life than a woman is.
Twitter user @tragedythyme highlighted this frustrating male privilege in a Twitter thread, as she describes an incident that happened with her recently. It proves how normal, everyday scenarios are much more scarier for women than they are for men.
A quick reminder for men: Common events for you can turn into really scary situations for women in a snap.
Case in point: This week I listed a clothes dryer on the Letgo app. Because it was a dryer, a neutral meeting location was impractical. I needed it taken out of my house.
— SaraSuze (@tragedythyme) October 7, 2018
She had listed a home appliance, a dryer, on a website to sell it and a potential buyer was supposed to drop by to get it. Mind you, she took all the necessary precautions about making sure her husband was home when the buyer was to come.
To try to stay safe, I decided to only allow people to pick it up after 5 when my husband would be home. But a guy who works nights asked if he could come in the am instead; I said yes as long as you're here before husband leaves for work.
— SaraSuze (@tragedythyme) October 7, 2018
When her husband had to leave and the buyer had still not shown, she prudently tried to inform him to come some other time. Unfortunately, the buyer arrived just 15 minutes after her husband had left.
The next morning, buyer isn't here before husband leaves. I message and tell him not to come. He shows up 15 min later. In addition to being late, he has no dolly or help, despite the ad saying the dryer was in a basement & you'd have to remove yourself.
— SaraSuze (@tragedythyme) October 7, 2018
At this point, she had a decision to make. Should she allow him in? Should she send him back and ask him to come later?
He says he will come back with help, I say after 5 would be great. He then asks if he could just see it real quick before coming back and bringing someone over, in case he doesn't want it. So, now I have a decision to make.
— SaraSuze (@tragedythyme) October 7, 2018
Notice how in this same situation, a man would not have had to think twice to let the buyer in. However, since she was a woman alone in the house, she had to think a lot of things.
I quickly try to assess my likelihood of danger, as every woman has done so, so many times. It's instinct. First, what's his age? Late 60s, early 70s. He's tall but thin. Wearing a wedding ring. Hasn't smiled at me strangely or looked at me for too long. I make a judgment call.
— SaraSuze (@tragedythyme) October 7, 2018
She went with her gut, and allowed him to enter in, even deciding to help him move the dryer out.
Feeling like he's more likely to be safe than unsafe, and feeling badly about not letting him see the dryer, I invite him in. Once in the basement, he's POSITIVE he can get it out with just a LITTLE help he says, looking at me.
Fuck it. I pick up a side.— SaraSuze (@tragedythyme) October 7, 2018
However, as the began lifting and moving the dryer, the situation suddenly underwent a drastic change.
Walk to the stairs is fine. We're sharing the work. With each stair, I'm feeling more and more of the weight. I'm sweating. Heaving. Pissed. Halfway up the stairs and it feels like he's doing NOTHING.
And then I see it. The look on his face.— SaraSuze (@tragedythyme) October 7, 2018
The man, who up till now seemed not so dangerous, had suddenly decided to act like a creep.
He's staring at me, hard. Right in the eyes, sly smile on his lips. My hair is matted to my forehead. I can't get a comfortable grip. I'm just about to ask him what's going on – is he even lifting? – when he starts to speak.
— SaraSuze (@tragedythyme) October 7, 2018
"Damn, girl. Look at you. Man, those thighs. Put em to work, huh? That sweat looks good on you. Workin thighs like that, I bet your husband is a happy man. C'mon, show me what you got." I was mortified. And I'm realizing I can't get out. He & a dryer I'm lifting are blocking me.
— SaraSuze (@tragedythyme) October 7, 2018
Usually, when women find themselves in situations like these where they sense danger, they often try and play pretend. Talking over the phone loudly to show that there’s someone watching out for them is a pretty common act.
And that’s exactly what she did. She pretended to call her husband.
So I do what women do, lower my eyes, pretend to laugh a little, start lifting faster. The comments and staring hey worse but I try to block them out. As soon as I am free of the basement I walk straight past him to my phone, wait 5 seconds, and say, "honey, the buyer is here!"
— SaraSuze (@tragedythyme) October 7, 2018
And just like that, the buyer, the creep, was gone! Without buying the thing he had come for!
And wanna guess what happened? He left without buying it. Was this guy going murder me? Probably not. But I'm not sure. Am I pissed I had to worry about being murdered in my own home because grandpa creeper likes sweaty women? Yeah. Fucker.
— SaraSuze (@tragedythyme) October 7, 2018
What this incident taught the woman, and shows us all, is that even though ‘nothing happened’, it was still very emotionally draining to have lived through that fear even temporarily.
The point – other than my being pissed and wanting to tell people – is that events like this, even when we come out ok, take an emotional toll. I was scared. He left more and more of the weight on me & watched me squirm. And now I have one more "thing" that I have to worry about.
— SaraSuze (@tragedythyme) October 7, 2018
So every time we say, “Well, at least nothing happened!” we need to understand that even the fear of something happening can be a kind of harassment and can scare the life out of the women who have to go through it.
So men, if you want to be allies, then recognizing that assault is bad is just the minimum. For every sexual assault, there are thousands of events that don't lead to violence but which scare the shit out of us, especially after our "assessment" turns out to have been wrong.
— SaraSuze (@tragedythyme) October 7, 2018
It calls out all men to make sure that when they are around women, they make them feel safe. Even unknowingly, some men can make a woman feel scared or uncomfortable.
And obviously, if you ever are in a woman's home alone, whether during a service call or an online sale like this, accept if she's home alone, she's likely done the assessment. Respect her space, don't do gross shit. The basics. Please.
— SaraSuze (@tragedythyme) October 7, 2018
As the thread went viral, @tragedythyme posted a few more updates, each of which further proved her point about things getting scarier for women.
The man returned to her house when her husband was home, and upon seeing him, pretended to be a drunk ringing the wrong doorbell!
UPDATE: This man just showed up at my house. It's 10pm. Husband answered doorbell, drunk guy mumbles "wrong house" & goes back to his truck. I looked out the window and saw it was him. Tomorrow I'll be here alone with my 4yo while my husband is at work. Terrified in my own house.
— SaraSuze (@tragedythyme) October 8, 2018
She even had to inform the cops about it, because she was that shaken.
UPDATE 2: called the police, they were VERY helpful & said I'm in a great spot for rotating cars to sit outside as much as they can tomorrow. Going to see about taking my little one & spending the day at a friend's house tomorrow just in case. Thank you to everyone for support.
— SaraSuze (@tragedythyme) October 8, 2018
What the woman also revealed was that despite her fear morphing into rage while she was writing the thread, when the man actually returned to her house, she couldn’t muster any courage to do what she had planned to do to him.
She froze in the face of the creep that she planned to probably give a piece of her mind to. Because that’s how fear works.
A final comment about this: when I was stuck on the steps with that dryer & he was saying that disgusting shit, I just wanted to escape. I was scared but was calculating how to get out of the situation. Later, as I typed up this story, my fear had given way to rage & disgust.
— SaraSuze (@tragedythyme) October 8, 2018
And then tonight, when he came back, any fantasies I may have harbored earlier while I was typing this story about telling him to fuck off, leave me alone, etc – ALL of those disappeared immediately. I saw him and felt nothing but terror. This wasn't a man who'd physically hurt
— SaraSuze (@tragedythyme) October 8, 2018
Even though he had merely said some inappropriate things to her, and not physically assaulted her or anything, she still felt terrorised seeing him at her doorstep again.
me. He didn't rape me. Never even touched n me, in fact. He just said gross shit as I struggled with a heavy appliance. Not that it was nothing, but in the grand scheme of things, my experience was nothing compared to the evil shit people do to each other every day. And yet what
— SaraSuze (@tragedythyme) October 8, 2018
I felt when I saw him tonight was nothing short of terror. I will never, ever, be one of those movie heroines who seeks revenge and stands up for herself to teach the bad guy a lesson. I'm the girl who starts crying & shaking so badly she can't say the words "that's him" clearly
— SaraSuze (@tragedythyme) October 8, 2018
And if I'm being honest, I'm ashamed of that. For all my marching and fist-waving and dreams about screaming at bastards like Kavenaugh in some restaurant one day, the truth is that in the moment, I crumbled. I cried when I typed this update & when I called the police.
— SaraSuze (@tragedythyme) October 8, 2018
The rage that I felt earlier when I told this story hay not have been productive, but it felt good. I enjoyed thinking that this rage would protect & strengthen me if this ever happened again. But then when he showed up, that rage turned to mist. Nothing had changed in me. There
— SaraSuze (@tragedythyme) October 8, 2018
was no newfound bravery or empowerment, no matter how much I wanted it to be so. And that's ok. I know it is ok to be scared. But I could've lived without having my fantasy disproven so quickly. It was warm & made me feel good about myself, and I'll miss it. So, attention you
— SaraSuze (@tragedythyme) October 8, 2018
asshole from letgo. It wasn't enough that you said those things & trapped me in my house & scared me & that my back is killing me now from holding that thing & moving it so fast. It wasn't enough that I'd never felt scared on my house before you showed up here tonight. On top of
— SaraSuze (@tragedythyme) October 8, 2018
all of that, you also took from me any hope that I would be one of those women who could turn fear to strength. I'm not one. But I would've liked to believe I was, & you took that from me, too. And damn it, fuck you for that, whoever you are. Just please, please don't come back.
— SaraSuze (@tragedythyme) October 8, 2018
Her thread got several responses on Twitter from men and women saying that it was her fault for letting the stranger in when she was alone at home. To them, she has something important to say….
NEXT DAY UPDATE: To all of the men on here pointing out what I did wrong to bring this on myself, please know I am taking articulate notes with your suggestions and cannot wait to follow your instructions and enjoy my new life of extreme safety
— SaraSuze (@tragedythyme) October 8, 2018
Sarcasm was intended.
The thread really opened up a discussion on male privilege and how it often gets abused, intentionally and unintentionally.
VERY important thread on what literally every single day is like for ALL of us https://t.co/3OOlMc4MD9
— Sandhya Ramesh (@sandygrains) October 8, 2018
Many other women spoke up about having similar scary encounters and living with the frustration that fear is a reflexive response for most women, as opposed to men.
Every. Damn. Day. I am product specialist at an automotive dealership, and every day I have to get in a car alone with men I don’t know, never knowing what might happen when the door slams and the test drive begins. It’s been a long month.
— GirlMom (@girlsofhet) October 12, 2018
All while at my place of employement no escaping or being rude. I’ve learned to pull the “ oh sure give me your number” card and then inform them my boyfriend is a cop… attitude changes and apologies come but that doesn’t take the fear away..
— Jen Kat (@Jenkat2083) October 10, 2018
There were several men commenting on the thread, acknowledging how terrible this was and promising to do better by the women they came across.
I’m sorry that this happened to you. I’m sorry that women have these experiences so Often. It’s just wrong.
I raised my boys to respect women. To change the culture.
— #RandomWhiteGuy (@coleyworld) October 9, 2018
Privilege is when you don’t have to worry about daily experiences turning into a nightmare. I have it, you probably do too. #checkyourprivilege https://t.co/dEp83RG7ta
— E O (@immemor) October 13, 2018
As one Twitter user wrote, this constant mistrust that women have towards men, and which men often find rather frustrating, is actually our survival instinct.
This thread. Men, you're never allowed to get offended because a woman refuses to trust you. Our mistrust is our survival instinct. https://t.co/aZgzQPrc7z
— Amanda Wear Your Mask Weaver (@AWeaverWrites) October 8, 2018
We’d love to be in a world where we didn’t have to be on our guard at all times. But till then, the least the men can do is be mindful of their actions so as not to scare off women.