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My playlist had just ended, and I was undertaking the complicated rearrangement of umbrella, bag, headphone cord and iPod while walking, when one of the two meat-heady brawny-sort guys passing by got down on his thick haunches, shimmied his shoulders at me and howled “YEAH, yeah, yeahyeahYEAH!”

You always think of these responses hours, days, even weeks later. I briefly considered punching him in the face, “because that’d make a great story,” but then I decided it wouldn’t actually make that great of a story, unless it inspired some unexpected reaction on his part — and I couldn’t control that. Anyway, I’d have to chase him down at that point.

So after much useful deliberation, I decided on the ideal response:

And a happy Sexual Assault Awareness Month to you too, asshole.

I love it! You love it! Now, where is that guy?

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