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1.08.2004


so i step into work today and it was the big day where my boss is going to take my letter upstairs to the CEO to explain to him about the creepy old guy who is always harassing us... well, she comes over before i even get my coat off and asks me to go with her so that she won't be the only female at the meeting, and i think that is fair and want to support her so i say okay with no hesitation... then she's all like, okay, let's go...

i got to spend the first hour plus of my morning talking with the CEO, the VP of Exhibits and my boss about inappropriate touching... very specifically about inappropriate touching... when, where, how, what was said, what my reaction was, the whole nine yards... it was an extremely surreal experience. i'm a very closed person and having to open up and talk about something that i've made light of over the last two years in a very serious and very real way was a little bit freaky but now i guess i do feel better b/c maybe this will make it stop.

so anyways, all this grown up stuff makes me yearn for simpler days and simpler times... i want to be a kid again. i guess there are just some things you can't get back.

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posted by megs at 16:07


 
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