It Really is Something.

I did make it to the east side.  I didn't walk the hill.  I wanted to get out of the house before it got too hot.

As I left this morning, I took out the garbage before I got into the garage and pulled out.  Turns out Charlie had the same idea with the garbage. I gave him a wave and drove off.  He's so shy.  I wish he understood how much him and Jeremy being here has improved our lives. I kind of think he saw me when I came back and went inside.  Looked like he was going to maybe plant something?  I don't know.  I'm used to the yard looking like a forest.  It's all new and fascinating for me. 

I wound up watching a documentary when I got home, Surviving Ohio State. Not a great bedtime documentary.  I understood the subject matter somewhat.  I am more than disgusted after seeing what happened to those poor athletes.  I learned that it was the gymnasts coming forward that struck the urge to finally come forward.  And oh, what a shock that Jim Jordan is not taking any accountability.  

My mom had asked me why nobody came forward.  I said they shrugged it off and just made jokes about it.  I said like women do.  Think it's nothing and it really is something that's not ok.  In a lot of the student's cases, they were there on scholarship or they were from a rural area and kind of innocent.  It was a power play to take on someone vulnerable.

I told her that I never want to go back to the office because I don't want to be around any weird men like Melvin.  I was Melvin's assistant up until I got pulled from my region and I was relieved.  I knew something was off with Melvin from day one.  He made me dig in a garbage can and stood over me because I threw out one of his corrections and he wanted to see it because the last draft I had given him still had errors.  He glared at me when I pulled it out and apologized.  

I knew that he was responsible for Trevor being let go.  I would see him in manager's offices with work that an assistant had done who was assigned to him and I knew he was complaining about them.  Frick got him and talked back to him constantly.  Then I got him.

He seemed ok for the most part.  He would do this thing with his finger and wave me in to come into his office and show me where I made a mistake and he said that made him look stupid.  He would hiss at me and apologize.  Then I would get an email from my manager about the same thing and I would respond back that he already reprimanded me.  Thank you.  

Then he would send very complimentary emails and say things that I should be at his house.  I didn't know what he meant by that and I didn't want to know what he meant by that.  He worked from home most of the time and I couldn't have been happier.  

I did go on a job shadow where it involved me going to Chicago to observe a conference.  I figured it was in my best interest to go but I didn't want to be alone with him for a day.  I was so happy to hear that Sosie and another woman were coming on that same train ride.  Thank goodness.    The day was fine and I enjoyed being around Melvin when we all talked.  

He was praised for being this good family man and so humble.  Then I would catch him flirting with Irma and I just felt sick seeing that happen.  What's wrong with married people and flirting?  Yet, he professed his love at his work anniversary for his really nice wife that worked with us for a long time.  She really is a lovely woman.  

It was shortly before we all went home and we were in a meeting and he reached for something and grazed by right breast.  It was really obvious and I could feel my face get angry.  What do I say?  Hi.  Don't grope me, please?  The really sad part is, if I would have said something, I would have been the asshole.

How dare I say something about the good family man?  Well should I mention the part about me coming to the house when he's working at home?  Is that ok?  

I couldn't do anything except be reminded that he's not a nice person.

He proved that when he did get talked to for how he talked to me or addressed me in emails.  He cut any gift cards I got in half or just didn't send them after that.  It was a relief and it was interesting to see what type of person he was and still is.  He took a swipe at me after our roles changed being at home when I came across a thank you board and he made a reference about how things have improved ten times over with this new crew.  Ok.  Glad you're happy.  

I interviewed for a job with a trucking company near my house when I was in my late 20s and the woman asked me if it would bother me if the truckers talked dirty to me.  At the time, all I thought was I could walk to work and I said I'm ok with it.  After I left, even then, I thought, that's kind of creepy someone does that.  I worked for an insurance broker that did have some trucking clients and our rep did talk filthy to them.  That wouldn't have been for me.

Would I report someone if they did that to me again?  No.  I really wouldn't.  There's always going to be retaliation.  I went to see someone for a situation. I don't even want to say what it was for but I found out that I got lied about and lied to.  When I spoke up to someone, I was made out to be the problem.  That person couldn't get away from me fast enough so I put it aside and never brought it up.  If anything happened where I would need to see the person who lied about me again?  I would find someone else or I would say no if this person got recommended.

It sounds bad that I won't speak up for myself, but the truth was, nobody listened or if they, they made sure I paid for it  

So if it sounds like I want to be isolated from people, that would be incorrect.  I want to be isolated from liars and people who want to use their power to hurt others.

I dislike Jim Jordan even more after seeing that documentary.