Is peeking under women’s umbrellas the new catcall? Because this happened to me yesterday in Brooklyn as I was crossing the intersection of Metropolitan and Bedford. I was so utterly outraged that someone would look under my umbrella, lick his lips, and say, “Oh my”, that I couldn’t even find…

omg. clear umbrellas! CLEAR UMBRELLAS! I WILL HIT YOU IN THE FACE WITH IT, YOU CRETIN!