As if the stuff I already posted about is not enough, I forgot to add some other wonderful conversation bits that I shared with my boss at happy hour the other day.
First, for some reason he started calling me "bro" all through happy hour. Weird much?
Then after our waitress (an elderly Asian woman) came over to drop off our beer and then left to go back to the bar he said to me, "Would you ever let the waitress touch your boobs?" While he said this, he made weird boob-groping hand motions.
"Um..."
"Come on, what if she was dying? Would you let her if she was dying and it was her last wish?"
"Um....."
It was very awkward. I'm not actually offended, more just totally shocked. A teeny tiny part of me is flattered that I've apparently been inducted into the "boys' club." But still... the unprofessionalism is a incredible!
Sh*t: I wipe it, put up with it, and get it done. These are the adventures of a mommy lawyer.
I really don't know what to make of all this. I guess it's good that he waited until you were leaving to start being incredibly inappropriate and sexist, but... I hope you don't spend any more time alone with him.
ReplyDeleteI'm with CM on this. Just... wow. Run away.
ReplyDeleteI don't see this as being "in the boys club." I think you've mentioned (much tamer, but similar) stories from this person. I really do think he was beyond highly inappropriate. Perhaps it was an aggressive response heightened by the fact you're leaving, but I think that if this is his character, you're well clear of him.
ReplyDeleteI don't think this is in the boys club. The men who consider me colleague/friend would never say stuff like this. I think this was him hitting you in the most classless way possible!
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