When working in the former company, Cheng Ge, an officer who is good at moving, parachuted in halfway, but this kind of moving doesn't mean fishing, because Cheng Ge really climbed to the top of his field by relying on his major and connections, so he touched people, especially women. As long as the physical gender is female, I can get his fingerprints on my body after a whole day of class, and I am one of them.
I still remember the first time I was moved by him. It was an ordinary afternoon. It's nothing serious, the traffic is not smooth, but it doesn't matter. We can also use the push broadcast function to send messages to users' desktops and mobile phones for notification and traffic flushing. So as usual, I sat in my seat, thinking about news headlines that could attract clicks. At this time, the new official Cheng Ge came and asked us why the traffic was so bad.
"Because everyone is at work at this time, I won't slide my mobile phone and Facebook. I set the push time and replied, "So now I'm going to push the news directly to their browser. 」
After I pressed Send, the traffic began to climb: "Because this is a push broadcast function that greatly interferes with users, we are still testing what kind of news to push, so as not to arouse users' resentment and lead to unsubscribe. 」
Because the weather forecast for the next day had just been broadcast, the traffic rose rapidly and lasted for some time. I wrote down the data with satisfaction.
"Ah, why not choose the erotic palace of the high-speed rail that just ran well?" Brother Cheng put his face close to my computer screen. Indeed, this media can be said to be perfect in operating the gorilla. However, we have tried to reduce the proportion of news in this area on various social platforms, not to mention the push broadcast method of sending news directly to the user's browser, which will occupy the whole computer screen with one click.
"This kind of push can't push the red news!" I was startled by Cheng Ge's sudden approach and took a step back: "Do you think, who would want to be found watching erotic palace during office hours? Not only will it unsubscribe, but it may also cause customer complaints? 」
"Meretrix meretrix, but I'm watching at work, hehehehehehehehehehehehe? Brother Cheng straightened up with a smile and put his hand on my back: "This is the advantage of journalism." His hand began to rub against my back: "And you can see * * *. 」
By the time I came to my senses, he had almost walked back to his seat. I can't believe that I was eaten with my mouth and hands by a male supervisor under the guise of talking about business.
At the moment of the incident, my brain first patted me, comforting myself that "I may just think too much", and then agreed that "it won't happen again!" In this way, a person ridiculously cheered himself up and covered up the wrong experience with his own hands.
Strangely, the voice of "it won't happen again" is always late. Every time Cheng Ge appeared after covering his hand with my mouse, or put his hand on my shoulder, or grabbed my ponytail and spun around on the ground, or told me that "there is still room in his thigh".
"I feel very uncomfortable. I protested with the voice of being late and "It won't happen again" in my head: "Why does he keep hitting me! I looked at the female colleagues in the whole office and remembered that almost everyone had been treated like this by Cheng Ge. "And everyone seems to think it doesn't matter?" I began to doubt myself: "don't you think this actually constitutes sexual harassment?" 」
During the lunch break, I asked my female colleagues who were also moved if they wanted to get the certificate together, but no one wanted to be a pioneer. Instead, he advised me: "Hide if you can, and try not to get close to him. But if it's really that simple, why should we "find a way" to avoid him?
We set up a group on the Internet to inform each other about Cheng Ge's whereabouts:
"He went to the toilet!" "He seems to be making tea." "He just went out, but he didn't bring his wallet! Wait, I will definitely come back. " "Maybe it's for smoking?" "Go to the toilet now!" Ah, ah, he is back! ""He went to the toilet! " "Not yet!" "Hey, she doesn't seem to have her cell phone?" "What should I do, so that she will meet him! 」
No matter how you hide, as long as you work in the same office, you will be moved and moved endlessly. After all, this is the office routine that all of us have exchanged for silence. Gradually, the person who gives up the struggle is like his buffet, leaving his own space on the plate for him to enjoy; People who want to resist are like spinning sushi. No matter how you escape, you are still on the same rotating belt. When you meet them, you will still be eaten, wiped clean, and then placed on the rotating belt to continue spinning.
Every time I fail to dodge, every time I pretend not to know, and every time I choose to be silent first, I am even more angry with myself. Finally, endless forbearance eroded my life, and I began to be afraid to send it away every day, because it meant that the next day that I couldn't change would come again, and he still smiled and held out his hand to make me feel that a part of myself was really eaten by him. As a woman and a subordinate, my consciousness was still expanding in contradiction, which was like adding food to him.
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Slowly unbalanced, I finally broke out a Facebook message event.
Because of the shift system, I usually miss commuting time when I go to work, so I haven't taken the MRT during the rush hour for a long time. Until one day, on my way home, I saw a group of commuter rapid transit like New Year's Eve, working overtime because of unexpected events. I took photos of the crowds and uploaded them to my personal Facebook. At that time, the general idea seemed to be that there were too many people in the carriage and they accidentally bumped into their chest, which seemed very helpless. As a result, Brother Cheng left a message saying that I wish I had been in that car, and I could feel my chest to my heart's content.
It is this message that makes me feel that my whole body's blood is rushing to my heart, and my fingers can't help tapping on the keyboard, revealing that I am being sexually harassed in the workplace on my personal Facebook full of major media friends. This is a secret that the media circle can't tell, and it is rarely spread out in the sun.
Things always spread like this, when everyone thinks no one can bear it.
The next day, my face friend and head of the department, Wei Jie, was finally willing to face this matter head on. Wei Jie and I sat face to face in the conference room. The yellow walls were painted and the orange lights were warm and comfortable. She leans forward slightly, which is often mentioned in psychological books, expressing her sincerity in listening, and easily touching me who has become sensitive due to long-term tension. So I really began to pour out my feelings. Brother Cheng kept touching me, and all kinds of things that bothered me by leaving messages on Facebook fell in front of Wei Jie. I finally spread all these dirty things in a corner of the scene.
It's just that the next development is still an accident.
"oh? I saw Wei Jie nodded thoughtfully and said happily, "I am often moved by him, too!" " 」
"But maybe I have four brothers who have been playing together since childhood. Sister Wei looked at her hands, and pink flowers were painted on her nails: "It feels good to touch your hands or something. " 」
Wei Jie blinked her innocent eyes with long mascara and sequined eye shadow: "He may just care about you in the wrong way. 」
I saw my chilling reflection in Sister Wei's bright eyes.
"Even though I have four hundred brothers," Wei Jie blinked at this moment, but I shed tears. "His behavior still constitutes harassment. Since I can't control my tears, I will speak firmly.
"There will be sexual harassment. I stood up and refused the toilet paper that Wei Jie handed me: "If everyone doesn't handle it, I'll talk to the human resources department." I turned and left the meeting room.
Soon after, Cheng Ge and other department heads entered the conference room with a smile and disappeared in the warmth behind the door.
Half an hour later, they walked out of the dim meeting room one after another. There is a low pressure brewing on Cheng Ge's face. The weather forecast has just been broadcast on the TV in the office. The weather anchor stood in front of the satellite map and vividly commanded: "The Philippine low pressure has been enhanced to the intermediate platform, with complete structure and fast moving speed. Don't rule out passing through Taiwan Province Province on Wednesday? 」
Unfortunately, my storm came early. Every day after that, as long as Brother Cheng attended the meeting, I would be repaired. For example, when it's my turn to report, Brother Cheng will turn on his mobile phone to watch a movie and turn the volume to 100%, and will also invite his supervisors and colleagues around him to watch it together. Because of the class and atmosphere in the workplace, Cheng Ge can generally succeed.
Nevertheless, I persisted in completing what I should have reported. When I finished and returned to my seat, Brother Cheng immediately put away my mobile phone, and then changed himself into a positive posture of leaning forward, like a listener. Obviously, everyone knows what just happened, but no one dares to say anything more. It was not until this criminal system thought it was possible to muddle through this embarrassment and continue to live a comfortable life that I finally got my chance.
"Hey, how everyone has no problem? I cocked my head and talked to myself at a high volume. Brother Cheng just turned off the mobile phone movie at this time, and everyone dispersed and returned to their seats.
"What's the problem? The editor in charge of presiding over the meeting is very curious.
"Oh, I just mentioned that there was a serious mistake in the news this morning. I calmly repeated what I reported before: "We have received many complaints. 」
"But what surprises me most is that you have no problem at all." I smiled and tidied up the papers on the desk.
The editor-in-chief began to worry: "What's the matter? Why don't you tell me now? 」
"I just said, because it happened ten minutes before the meeting. 」
Editor-in-Chief: "But me? 」
"Yes, you didn't hear. I nodded to show my understanding: "As for why you didn't hear me," I looked at Brother Cheng, who was not in the mood for any leaning posture, just curled up in a chair.
"Because you think there are more important things to listen to." I shrugged and covered my notebook.
"Come, you say that again! The editor-in-chief knocked on his notebook: "this time, we will listen carefully and tell us which news is wrong, and we must change it quickly!" 」
"You can ask people who have heard of it. I held my notebook and documents to my chest and stood up: "Since I have made a choice, I can't have everything. 」
I calmly looked at the floating clouds on a table: "I also made a choice, knowing that there might be such an embarrassing situation today." 」
"But I don't want everything. 」
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In a gradually unbalanced world, nothing can always be beautiful and win-win, so I can only give priority to the part that I want to keep intact. Even if I have 400 brothers, even if you are a chief, even if I wear shorts, even if you are drunk, even if I just politely refuse at the moment, even if you think you just care, it doesn't mean that you can be arbitrary about my body, gender, age, status or consciousness.
Before closing the door of the conference room, I looked back at the editor-in-chief who was checking the news on his mobile phone: "Oh, by the way, don't worry, editor-in-chief, that mistake has been corrected." I smiled: "since I found something wrong, I wouldn't stay there all the time." 」
Later, those female colleagues who dared to be angry and dare not speak like me and chose to submit to humiliation came to me one by one, holding my hand and gratefully saying that since I went to reflect Cheng Ge's harassment, he has converged a lot.
"Thank you for helping us. The female colleague smiles brightly and her face looks like a small sun.
"I didn't help you!" I said, "I'm not doing this to help you. 」
I smiled brightly, too, and took the little sun comfortably, but she stopped laughing.
"I am for myself. 」
"But I'm glad he's a little restrained. 」
Soon after, I left this company, without unbalanced expansion or lack of angle, but completely, and went to the next new journey.
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