Can You Help Me?
So it's crunch time; I was swamped with work and you could hear the female boss breathing down the neck of her male toady as he demanded I handle changes to a piece of legislation. "But isn't that your job?" I asked.
The legislation had been completed and this call came out of the blue - unless, of course, the toadies of the female director had another agenda.
No one was taking responsibility - par for the course in this office - so I asked simply "can you help me?"
"No!"
What happened next was my filing a discrimination complaint against the male toady's boss and two other women; my drug records are accessed; I am ordered to see a psychiatrist; I wouldn't; and my position is eliminated.
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