This afternoon, in the large conference room right off the lobbly, a meeting was held with all the executives. It was a class on sexual harrassment.
One by one as they left the meeting today, they looked at me, smiled in their usual friendly ways and opened their mouths to speak.
Each one paused, reconsidered and walked on.
One by one as they left the meeting today, they looked at me, smiled in their usual friendly ways and opened their mouths to speak.
Each one paused, reconsidered and walked on.
2 Comments:
That's disconcerting. If you'll pardon the slightly inappropriate metaphor, given the context, you should sue their pants off. Suing people is a reliable source of income. I have also just discovered, so is dying. If I die, my immediate beneficiaries get £40,000. I'm considering faking my own death. Fancy being a beneficiary? See you in Mexico.
Dude.
I'M. SO. IN.
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