I have the morning off. Dentist. Quick scrape and a polish. Hopefully.
I am having a coffee, before I clean my teeth for inspection, and I thought that now would be a good time to share a recent experience.
I have attracted the attention of a barracuda. Bluntly, there’s an extremely wealthy client who said,: Quote: I want to rip off her panties and bend her over a desk and stick my cock so far up her cunt it comes out of her mouth. Unquote.
Of course he didn’t actually come out and say that to me directly. That’s the men’s room conversation that was over-heard by someone who wasn’t supposed to be there.
What can I say? What do I do?
I am not the type of woman who runs to Human Resources and screams sexual harassment, every time a man whistles or growls in his throat when I walk past. Having said that, there have been a few times when some infantile, mommies-boys have made inappropriate comments, or been obnoxiously persistent, and I’ve wanted to stick a shot-gun up their asses and given them both barrels.
Sounds kind of familiar….
Is it sexual harassment??? It is at best hear-say – so says the legal half of my brain.
Added to the mix, the individual is a valued and important client, and the firm would not look kindly on me, if I mutilated him with the un-lubricated barrels of a 12-bore.
However, I am a staunch advocate of our rights – women that is. Especially our right to be treated with respect and equality.
Now, in the spirit of quality….which of the men in the building are worth sexually harassing? Ah yes….there’s that the new Associate………..