Work: August 2004 Archives

I know, I know, I know, I know, I know that I should be more careful, I know. But goddamnit why should I have to be??

Another one bites the dust.

Here is an excerpt of the letter that was delivered to me regarding me being a sexist asshole:

• Inappropriate comments: It had come to my attention in the first 6 weeks there were inappropriate comments being made to the female employees. I discussed this with you January 13 and said this was inappropriate behavior and must stop. This has continued throughout the past months and has been reported to me.

Here are some examples of what I said:

• "That's a nice dress. Looks good on you."
• "Did you get your hair done over the weekend? It's really cool."
• "Hey, where did you get those pants? I was looking for something for my girlfriend and I think that they would look great on her."

I am a pig. A sexist horndog. Watch out, because if you are female, I am looking to fuck you five ways from Friday.

I especially want to do it on your desk.

You see, I was, in my opinion told that I was a perverted lech by my boss. She gave me a Formal Warning in writing. The salient points of the warning were "Communication needs to be Crisp and professional", "Respect and Inappropriate comments", "Initiative and organizational skills", and "Attendance, Tardiness".

A conversation, one minute ago:

JP: What do you call 'more than one uterus'? Do you say, 'one uterus, two uteri'?
Steve: No, I don't say uteri! It's uteruses.
Chantal: You don't say uteruses.
Steve: Sure! It's like universes.

Apparently, it's either, but I only found out later.

"My hand stinks."