The first refuge of a scoundrel

A Feministe commenter writes about street harassment (h/t Slim):

Last summer, I was walking on the street, holding a large coffee I had just bought. Suddenly, a guy coming from behind me grabbed my ass and asked me ‘where I was walking with that nice ass of mine’. I was lost in my thoughts when it happened, and it surprised me so much that it made me screamed and jumped, which resulted in me throwing *very* hot coffee all over his face and shoulders. It was an accident, but I can’t tell you how much satisfaction I got from hearing him scream in pain as he got burned by the coffee.

The best part? As I was walking away, laughing my ‘nice’ ass off, he screamed at me that he was going to sue me!

Long-time Overlawyered readers will also note the fortunate fact that the commenter’s coffee didn’t have an identifiable brand name that permitted her assailant to sue the restaurant for serving hot coffee.

3 Comments

  • I’m surprised that guys like that still exist. I mean, she could have sued him for sexual harassment! Maybe he was drunk. That’s it — he should sue the store from which he bought the achohol, because they didn’t warn him that getting drunk highly increased the probability of sexual harassment lawsuits.

  • To me this reads more like this guy ticked her off and she threw the hot coffee in his face instead of her being startled. While the guy’s behavior was boorish I think that her response was kind of extreme. This reads more like she’s bragging about having thrown the coffee and trying to make an excuse for it.

  • I’m rather skeptical about this. The story is tied a little too neatly in a bow. I suspect the man made the boorish remark without touching her and that she wished that she had thrown the coffee, and didn’t because she would have been committing the assault. Also it might have been a $4 Grande Mocha Latte w. a shot of Gellato Expresso.