Downtown’s Fourth Street Mall could be a nice place. It’s landscaped. It’s a pedestrian thoroughfare between bars, restaurants, hotels and even museums. Every time I stroll down it though, rather than enjoying the trees or the faint scent of Italian spices, I’m panhandled and/or sexually harassed by idle loiterers around the mall. What are the scores of them doing there at 2 p.m. on a Thursday? Why won’t they leave me alone when I’m trying to get a sandwich?
aka living/working in san francisco. a day does not pass when i'm not harassed (non sexually) by a homeless man or crazy guy. thats city life i guess.
because they are homeless. Get it?
[Re: rstern22] I don't think it's fair to assume that all of these people are homeless. How do you know? My question is why are people loitering and harassing passersby in that particular spot? Why aren't people there to enjoy themselves? I think that's what the designers of the Fourth Street Mall intended.
wanna hear something gross? i dropped my pizza on that sidewalk, but i was so hungry and tired that i picked it up and ate it. hey, it was just the crust side.
but yes, that walkway is totally fucking annoying. you can't walk through without getting called at. i think my new solution may be to start talking to myself as i walk through. they don't want to talk to crazy.
When walking I wear headphones and dark sunglasses. I don't have to hear or see anyone. The other day I forgot my armor though.
that women get hooted at and honked at no matter where you are. rich/poor alike do it.
it sucks that there are not a lot of places in town where homeless can hang out
it sucks that there are so many hungry and homeless people around--not because they're annoying me, but because I wish more people had homes and food and healthcare. and i wish this city was better at taking care of people who need help.
Walk with a scary-looking dog, and they'll be too intimidated to mess with you.
is keep a p'oed look on your face when walking through that area. It causes wrinkles, but keeps people from trying to talk to you.
I'm fairly certain I'd worry more about getting my next meal than catcalling at some random passerby. Just me.
didn't work when I was 5 years old and definitely wouldn't work in my adulthood.
If I were as bleeding-heart as you miha, I'd have so many more homeless friends. They really suck at hosting parties, though.
