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It's such a dichotomy. Women get catcalled every day and feel uncomfortable and harassed. Understandable. The average man gets catcalled a handful of times in his life and cherishes those moments almost as much as their children's births.
Doesn't even have to be catcalling; even a normal compliment is something we remember for a long time. I don't think I've been catcalled at all, though I'm not very attractive so I wouldn't expect to be.
One time, when I was in 6th grade, an 8th grade girl called me cute. I don't think I'll ever forget it
I was a sophomore in high school. A senior girl I vaguely knew but wasn't friends with, apropos of nothing, leans over to me and goes, "You're nice. I like nervous, twitchy virgins."
I don't know if I've ever been more baffled in my life. I don't even remember if I responded or what I did after that. I just remember thinking, "what the heck just happened?"