boobs

the title is about men, not breasts. but it's all related to breasts. a couple of months ago, there was a guy who was using his camera phone to take pictures of me on the train. he wasn't hiding it too well - he would push a couple of buttons, hold the phone pointed at me (in the air, or at a weird angle near his hip), and look 'nonchalantly' away for a second. since then, i've seen him around - he actually works in my building. normal looking, whitebread, 50-60ish dude. we've never spoken, and i had decided to ignore it. but today we were walking to work at the same time, and he held back at an intersection to again take pictures. i got pissed, but i didn't know what to do. what if i'm crazy? what if he's not taking pictures, but just has some strange cellphone-handling-habit? i don't want to be one of those hysterical women who thinks everyone is leering at her. and he works in my building, for my organization. i just wanted to believe i was imagining it.

he held back at the second intersection, so i watched him. he saw me watching, and said "oh hi", and put the phone away. i walked east a block before crossing the street to go into the building, to avoid riding in the elevator with him.

yesterday, it was the dermatologist inaptly trying to examine my breasts. today, the picture dude taking surreptitious pictures. seriously, now. feeling objectified, uncertain if i'm overreacting, feeling powerless because i exerted no power.

i got really upset, actually.

i'm deciding if i should do anything about the doc - other than not go back. if i see the picture man taking pictures again, i'll definitely confront him. and next time i see him at work, i'll ask that motherfucker what he's doing with all those godamned photos.