A little over a year ago I went on a night out drinking and dancing with two friends. They wanted to go to a more upmarket Nightclub, the kind I try to avoid as they aren’t so much my scene and I have had bad experiences with men in them previously.
As we were dancing and having fun I saw a man across the dance floor pointing at me and walking towards me with friends. I was in no way interested and shook my head polity turning him down. He continued to make his way towards me, this while it was putting me slightly on edge I tried to ignore it. When he was very close to me he went to touch me and I said ‘No, I’m not interested thank you’. At this point he leant in and said in my ear ‘Would it change your mind if I said I had four yachts?’, I found this initially insulting but assumed it to be a joke, so I laughed and said back ‘no, I’ve got five’.
At this he got very angry, he started yelling at me. Calling me a slut and a filthy bitch. His friends had to pull him back as he was trying to get closer to me and my friends, attempting to physically intimate us – or maybe even try to fight me. I couldn’t be sure. As one of his friends dragged him away and calmed him down the other apologised on behalf of him. I brushed off the entire event as something that you just have to deal with happening if you are female. Which should not be that way.
The most striking thing about this event is when it comes up in conversations or I tell this story to friends is that my female friends find my retort amusing and his reaction unacceptable but unsurprising. Where as my male friends are horrified that any of it took place, occasionally don’t believe me and mainly say ‘next time just say you have a boyfriend’. Which I find as insulting as someone thinking four yachts is all it takes to turn my no into a yes.
Edinburgh Nightclub
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