Why I don’t understand the catcall

A couple days ago, I was startled by someone in the metro station when he decided it would be a good idea to bark at me. Yes. Bark. You know….like a rabid dog. I was really confused. What exactly did he mean? Well, my answer was questioned when he followed up his series of barks with: “looking good!!!”

Really? That’s what that meant? I’ve always had a hard time understanding the catcall. Or in this case the dogcall? It’s a really bizarre way to court someone. But is that really even the point of it? I mean, have you ever given your number or gone on a date with someone who has whistled, barked, meowed, or shouted at you from across the street?

My favorite is when you’re walking and a guy is driving down the street and does a u-turn and then what I like to call a drive-by catcall. I guess I just want to know what sort of gratification men get out of this. Is it like a public service to boost egos and confidence? I highly doubt that’s the case, but let me tell you, it is doing no such thing. All it does is confuse us.

So if you actually want to talk to a girl, maybe just approach her and tell her she is beautiful. The catcalling is not your best tool, so it’s best just to keep it locked up.