Many years ago I was at a concert with a friend and we were right up at the front, squished against the barriers. The guy behind me thought that since we are all pressed tightly together, what a wonderful opportunity to reach into the front of my pants (sorry I don’t know you? and even if I did?) and touch me. I had my period and was using a tampon and that’s about the only time I was happy to have one in. Like I almost had to laugh because I was thinking fuck you dude I hope you hate period blood, but also don’t touch somewhat intoxicated (or sober, or even flat out wasted for that matter) women who don’t ask for it.