I worked late when I was a teenager and one night I was riding on the public bus to get home, a group of construction workers got on the bus with me. They all gathered around me, mostly white and hispanic men and they kept leering at me and touching my hair. When I would glare at them they would all laugh, when I changed seats they are regathered around me and started talking loudly over my head about younger girls.
I was terrified for my life. I wish I had a gun or a large knife to defend myself. I got off the bus at a random stop and had to walk home. That was dangerous too, but all I could think was that I was going to be hurt or killed that night. Now I always stay armed. I have three knives in my car and a gun at home. Its too bad that I need a weapon to feel safe to just go to work.