A man stared at me throughout an entire train ride without saying a word. Feeling unsafe, I trusted my instincts and got off several stops early.
Minutes later, my husband called in a panic. The stranger was his boss, and he was upset that I hadn’t greeted him. When I explained how uncomfortable the intense staring made me, my husband dismissed it and asked me to return to the station to protect his chances of getting a promotion.
I refused. My safety and feelings weren’t worth trading for his career—and I still don’t know why his boss was watching me so closely.