Feminist Friday: My Cake Carrier is Not an Invitation

Content note: descriptions of street harassment, which include queerphobic and misogynistic comments.

Do you ever have something so utterly bizarre happen to you that even you can’t believe it happen? I don’t mean like watching something in slo-mo, I mean like staring into the gaping maw of some incomprehensible eldritch horror. I mean hearing the opening strains of “Bohemian Rhapsody” as if it were diegetic music.