It is not a compliment, I am not flattered.
I am not walking along the road so you can beep your car horn at me. I don’t exist so you can leer out your window and shout sexual remarks at me.
Funnily enough your intimidating behaviour (and normally when I’m with my young children) is not something I enjoy.
My body is not yours, I am not a object for you to stare at. My breasts and behind are not for rating, I don’t want to hear what you would like do to me.
I am not interested how sexually attracted you are to me. Keep your thoughts to yourself and leave me be. I have been putting up with this shit since I was 13.
It is never a compliment, not for me.