On Tuesday night as I was walking back to my car after class a man approached me and handed me a piece of paper. I’m used to getting promotional materials for clubs or fraternities; however, this was a letter from the man saying that he noticed me and fear in my countenance when I passed him every Tuesday night. He asked that I smile or wave at him next time, which would be fine except that I didn’t even look at him when he handed me the piece of paper. As a single female I am repeatedly told how stupid I am to walk back to my car late at night in Detroit. However, stopping this would mean giving up an education, work, and life in general and that isn’t an option. Therefore, when I am walking back to my car late at night I am not in the habit of making eye contact with every male I pass. Mystery man, I am sorry if I offended you, I didn’t realize I looked scared as I walked about. I suppose I am just trying to avoid all the scary things I have been warned of and none of it is a reflection on you.