I thought I had run away.
After spending close to two years at a company rife with old dirty bastards at every water cooler and coffee machine, I was offered another job at what I considered to be the industry’s version of “greener pastures”.
I impressed at the interview, and pretty soon I signed the contract and happily said my goodbyes as I headed off to a brighter day. Man, was I wrong.
Within mere weeks at my new job, my boss cornered me into a hug one night we were in the department alone together, sliding his hand under my jacket as he tried to kiss me. I instinctively pulled away, only for him to pull my face to his with even more force.
“Why not?” he had the guts to ask.
“Why?” I mustered.
Footsteps in the distance saved me from whatever his next move may have been.
I was a wreck that night. I called my closest friend in inconsolable tears and relayed to her what happened. She stayed on the phone until she thought I had calmed down.
I kept my distance for days after, until he called me in his office to ask me what had become of our “camaraderie”, and apologized for “whatever he had done”.
Was this man SERIOUS????
I told him that he should know what he did to change our relationship, and I would never really feel comfortable around him again.
I stayed in the job, and every time I am in close quarters with my boss, I shudder…up to this day as I hope and pray that he never makes another advance at me again.
Annalise