Could Have Been Different
I had a situation once when I wished that I could have re run it. If only I had thought about what was happening and the power that I actually had, I would have had an entirely different situation at hand. I could have prevented the whole thing a lot sooner.
The whole thing started when I was working at an auto shop called Car Quest. My friend Tammy had just gotten me the job starting as a cashier. Even in the few days that I worked there, I loved my job and everyone I worked with. . I really liked my boss because he was always so cool to me, letting me do my homework with my free time when no customers were around and letting me just mess around with the guys I worked with. Soon, I was beginning to close the store alone with my boss, a lot. He would make weird comments and things but I never really questioned them. I thought that maybe he was just kidding around as everyone there always did.
One night when I was finished closing my drawer with my boss Lonnie, we were heading to the front of the store when he told me he had something to say but it could wait until the next time I worked with him. I insisted that he tell me then. He pulled me to the side and started telling me how beautiful I was and what a great personality I had. I didn’t know what to say so I just said “thanks”. Ever since then he started to ask if I would kiss him and all these offensive things. I guess I just never knew what to say to him. I mean I was 16 and he was like 50. That was like him being my dad.
I went through this for a long time before I got the nerve to tell my other boss at work Kathy. I guess she wasn’t really my other boss; she was just the only other woman I worked with that could help me out. I told her the entire situation and that I was getting sick of Lonnie’s comments. Once I had told her this she told me that Lonnie was married and had two sons. I thought that was worse. I was beginning to get scared that something more would happen.
She told the account of her boss on one occasion tell her that he’s glad to have someone with such nice breast working around the office where all the other men in the office could hear him. Then on two or three occasions he tells her that she should wear tighter clothes so everyone could get a better look at her body. This violates the policy because he is making it an unreasonably intimidating work environment and it does interfere with her ability to work. After her boss stated those sexual comments Ms. Asher knew like any reasonable woman that the rest of her male counter parts will now be looking at her like she’s no more than a piece of meat. Her boss also demonstrated sexual advances in a verbal
By the third week I began to get tired of his condescending and abusive tone. So I began to challenge him in a way that was only one on one and so no one else was around. He would respond to a question of mine with a question or just make me repeat it then, interrupt me.
No one is exempt from difficult situations. However, it is still crucial to know what to do when bad things happen.
load of work, instead I accepted his share of work too. However this has not impacted my career
My mother had allowed my father for the first time to take my brother and I to Florida on a vacation. Well unbeknownst to her my father was a part of the Jamaican Posse and was selling drugs state to state and internationally. He also had us around his girlfriend and their daughter at the time who he introduced her to us as the MAID. On a late night my father came home and the MAID told my father that I was just like my mother and that I thought I was better than her daughter. My father came into the living room smacked me in my face, he went outside and got a tamarind switch (like rose stem with the thorns), he told me get naked in front of everyone, he proceeded to whoop me, and then put me into an alcohol bath.
One day, I thought I was going to save the world, I really did. I wanted to fix it all. I wanted to become the “Superwoman” of the world. Then something hit my head and changed my mind. It was systems. If you are reading this paper you should be laughing now. Anyways, one day I gave an advice to someone on a probability of something happen and it did. At least I know that I am not always wrong, that I right most of the time on my feelings and thinking.
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look back in life, there are many things that I would change, but there is one decision that