This isn't so much commute related or even bicycles to be fair, but I feel the need to take it out somewhere.
This evening we had some clients over for work, they will be having a workshop with us tomorrow.
I ended up sat next to a 45-ish man from the clients side, completely randomly.
He already made a fool out of me about my name and origins before we got to the dinner.
Over dinner, he alternatively ate with my fork of my plate, touched my hair and told me how I reminded him of his 6 years old daughter.
He would touch my hands repetitively when talking.
I had no idea what to do,
I fell very very beey uncomfortable.
I ended up changing chairs to
Get away from the man.
I don't want to go to this workshop tomorrow.
Wow. Awful. Hope today is going ok. I'm guessing that you aren't in a position to be able to say no to this particular job/project, so the client/creep has the power.
Simultaneous sexualisation and infantilisation. At work. Do not want :(
This isn't so much commute related or even bicycles to be fair, but I feel the need to take it out somewhere.
This evening we had some clients over for work, they will be having a workshop with us tomorrow.
I ended up sat next to a 45-ish man from the clients side, completely randomly.
He already made a fool out of me about my name and origins before we got to the dinner.
Over dinner, he alternatively ate with my fork of my plate, touched my hair and told me how I reminded him of his 6 years old daughter.
He would touch my hands repetitively when talking.
I had no idea what to do,
I fell very very beey uncomfortable.
I ended up changing chairs to
Get away from the man.
I don't want to go to this workshop tomorrow.