So Offended. No, But Really.

Alright, I had to.
After reading one of my favorite ever blogs, I saw a link to this site titled Humans Against Harassment. Look, I'm totally against harassment. I hate bullying, people who antagonize and shitty peeps in general.
However, you know what I hate even more?
People who completely blow things out of proportion. People who make the biggest damn deal out of something that doesn't deserve it. People who have absolutely nothing better to do in their lives than create unnecessary drama to try and make themselves feel important.
For example: women who hold up signs saying they were "scared" after being "harassed" on the streets.
"Street harassment" they are calling it. Like, it has an official name. I'm sure the creator of said site hopes the phrase will make it into the dictionary just as fast as "selfie" and "bromance" did.
And what exactly is "street harassment?" Basically, it's compliments from the opposite sex.
And look. Before we get all crazy here, I'm not advocating real harassment. Someone who follows a woman home? Yes, harassment and a stalker, totally punishable by law. Someone who is relentless and doesn't quit when a woman says "shut the f*ck up?" Yes, harassment and deserves a kick to the genitals.
But when some random dude on the street gives a whistle or shouts out a "hey hottie!" So not harassment. Last time I checked, that was an acclamation. But I know that's boring and makes for a lame blog, so let's title it something catchy and round up all the extremist fems and boom. Success!
Because what. A simple "thanks" wouldn't suffice? Are you so incredibly offended that a stranger on the street found you somewhat attractive? And even if you were peeved a little, so what? It was a blip in your entire 24 hour day. Move on. Don't make a huge deal out of it. But nooooooo. That wouldn't cause an outcry. That would't give you the attention you so desperately need.
Instead, you take a marker to a piece of paper and write a sob story about being called "sexy" and submit it to some pathetic website that panders to people just like you who obviously have issues.
Because let me ask you this. What if the male paying you a compliment is extremely incredibly OMG gorgeous? I mean, I highly doubt if any of you crazy f-nazis heard the words "dayum girl, that body be rockin'!" come from Ryan Gosling's mouth, you wouldn't be crying "violation! How dare you! My rights! I'm woman hear me roar!"
No. You would be so flattered and most likely tell every person within a fifty mile radius that Ryan Gosling found you hot.
Is it only "harassment" if you aren't attracted to the guy or the cat-caller is butt ugly? 'Cause that seems pretty sexist to me.
And look again. I get it. You're just trying to walk to the nearest Starbucks and you get inundated with random unwelcome comments. It can be annoying.
So can getting a curly fry in your straight-cut fries at Carls Jr. So can toilet paper stuck to the bottom of your shoe. I mean for sakes...stale cheetos is probably the most annoying thing on the entire planet. But should I create an entire website because of it? Should I give traction to and make it such a huge deal because someone went all mean girl on me back in tenth grade?
No. Because that would be pretty silly.
And like for serious. There are so many more important issues to give our time and dedication to than getting our wittle feelings hurt 'cause someone with a pickle thought we weren't so horrendous in appearance to completely ignore us and GOD FORBID give you a little bit of affirmation.
What's next?
Someone will start a cause to call middle schoolers "purple penguins" instead of "boys and girls?"
Oh wait.