e-e-e-e-w! I really like your response.Originally Posted by papayahed
ugh! How in this day and age can a man ever think it's ok to call a female coworker "baby"????
I have a supervisor (whom I cordially dislike, and whose judgement I truly question) who has called me 'dear' on occasion. It's not a as bad as 'baby' for sure, but I still find it incredibly condescending.
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ouch, Papaya, those red pulsating thingeys look painful, like really really raw hemmoroids.
I worked in an office for the MInistry of Social Services once and I happened to start when the really really big macho boss was off for holiday.
I was terribly shy and nervous, all the workers were much older except this one guy and he treated me so properly, he in fact got me the job.
Well Big Boss man came and he was portly and swaggered, can you believe it, he swaggered about and actually had the nerve to light a pipe. I felt like I was choking and he then turned and noticed me.
He waltzed up to my desk and said ' Hey baby, you are new here I see.
And then he proceeded to put his ample behind on the edge of my desk. I turned bright red and I felt like I would be sick. I am terribly shy of strangers and never talk to men type people that I don't know, unless introduced by a friend or such.
'Please move off my desk sir' I said in a wimpy little voice and he laughed.
"Do I bother you hmm, and he leered at me and noone, noone except the nice young man dared to even look our way He came out of his office and tried to get the man to come and talk to him about something or other.
The boss man just ignored him and kept staring at me.
I was sick to my stomach. I so needed the job, but I knew that if I said a word I would be gone.
At lunch break everyone took off and left me sitting there in devestation.
At about five minutes to coming back from break I cleaned out my desk and went home. I was attacked by everyone for being a coward. I did get another job there, but in the field I was best at, working with at risk youngsters.
I can never look back on that without a feeling of shame. grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
The way you told that story, though, you shouldn't be shameful! That would be hard, perhaps horrific, to put up with every day! And in the "Ministry of Social Services!" Seems like that kind of treatment would be on their hit list, of all ministries! =(
At least you were able to get the kind of job you really wanted! So the story has a happy end, right? =)
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May I jump in here. Women jump into the man's threadugh! How in this day and age can a man ever think it's ok to call a female coworker "baby"????
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I waitressed right out of highschool for a little while in a restaurant that was owned by my friend's family. They had this one uncle, Saleem, who was a huge pervert. One day I was plugging in the vaccuum to clean up at the end of the day, and he came out and stood about two inches away from me. I was so uncomfortable that I blurted out some random facts about electricity in citrus fruit (whenever I'm nervous I blurt out some stupid thing that I learned and thought was interesting). He actually picked up the cord for the vaccuum and said "where should we plug this into you?" My brain was like "He can't possibly be asking me which part of my body I want him to insert the vaccuum cord." I was saved by one of the younger cousins coming out of the kitchen. The way he jumped away from me, I knew that he knew that what he was doing was wrong. One other time he put his finger right on the collar of my shirt and dragged it down between my breasts. I kicked him in the shin, hard. He probably had a huge bruise. He was a pretty creepy guy. I actually feel nauseous when I think of him.
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Yeah. unfortunately there are still pockets of "the good ol'e boy" network around that are still living in 1953.
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Hold your chin up papaya and give them a scowl if they do that.
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oh that gives me the shivers. I've had similar type experiences though never that bad. I've never had anyone proposition me with a vacuum cord. ewwww. I used to work at a grocery store and had a few customers who thought that they could say pretty much whatever they wanted because they were customers and I was an employee. Had a guy, a customer, a stranger, touch my necklace and I stood there like a dumbarse wanting to RUN but I didn't because I was stuck between two thoughts of "I'm at work" "It's a customer." One of my coworkers told me off later. She said something like I shouldn't have stood there like that and she was right. I had a few greasy old men come up and make comments about my figure. Had another one come up to me while I was adjusting the shelving and I don't know what he said...it was mostly incoherent but I got the idea - it was mostly the gestures that came across. There was another employee (a guy) standing by and he was just in shock at this and didn't know what to do so he laughed in disbelief and I just stood there all blank.
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I think you did the right thing.
Ugh! I feel nauseous just reading this! I'm glad you kicked him HARD!!!
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"Remember, no matter where you go, there you are." Buckaroo Bonzai "Some people say I done alright for a girl." Melanie Safka
Just the other day I slapped a guy for misbehaving.
I was walking towards the bus stop and there were people coming from the opposite direction; there was this guy who started walking very fast towards me, as if, I was in his way, even though there was a lot of space on the road where he could walk. He came so close, right on to my face that my reaction was to give him two tight slaps. He kept walking even after that, although I thought he may stop and try to create a scene. If he had done that....he would have had a few more slaps from me.
My friends in the office were advising me not to do it again incase I fall into trouble; what if he comes the next day with more people to harass me, and all that stuff. At that point of time, I did not care about any possible consequences.
Its not that such a thing hasn't happened before, but this guy had come really really close. I haven't taken action in every such case, because its not possible all the time (some guys just harass you and run off), and even if I did try, it would be like slapping two-three guys every day.
Once, I had got down at my bus stop and was walking towards home (it was past 9 in the evening, and I was late from office). There is one stretch on the road that has no streetlights working, so its dark. Two guys on a bike came and one of them slapped my back and they sped away....I was very furious and I couldn't do anythingI was sooooooo mad for the next couple of days....
There are so many other worse incidents...
These things really make me think that guys are good for nothing.... cant generalise it though...there might be some decent guys out there...but I have yet to come across one.....
I know how you feel. Sometimes I feel so much hatred that I can't stand it. I tried to take a woman's studies class at school, but being presented with so many cases of disgusting things (human trafficking, rape, abuse, ect.) every day made me literally sick. I had to quit. I know this pediatric nurse, and she says that every couple of weeks they get a little baby in that's been abused. Saying that someone's "been abused" takes the horror away from what happened to them: they were ripped right open, and they had semen in their lungs. There are A LOT of dark, evil things out there that suck the beauty right out of the world. Its overwhelming.
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My marriage anniversary is on Tuesday - I'm sitting here trying to think of something to do for it. I've never really been one for all the traditional stuff so I don't know if this is the paper anniversary or the silver one or what. I didn't even have a wedding so I don't even care. I was just trying to think of something fun to do or something to get for him. He asked me if we could go on a date last night. It was not for our anniversary because he had completely forgotten about that. But, we haven't been doing much date or activitywise for the duration of our marriage so this past December we went out on a Friday and went to a concert. There was a Christmas parade that night and Ice Skating at the square in the middle of town and they had hot dog stands and funnel cakes and it was like a small town Christmas and it was fun. We ate burgers in the park where the homeless usually are and it was quaint. So, he was wanting a repeat of that night. And I am thinking nights like that can't be repeated at will, so I was just trying to think of something new to do.
"...if you weren't smart enough to get a pedophile in a dress to put a small amount of water on the child’s forehead, then what the eff did you think was going to happen?
that's a toughie
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