Karma, and one too many kormas

I’ve always been a light believer in karma; until this morning.

After spending the best part of 3 months being sexually harassed by a contract worker in this office (they don’t call them contract scum for nothing!) I believed he’d never get any punishment for it. I had deleted all the emails and the IT systems are a bit pants in here so nothing was saved, so ultimately there was no evidence. But today proved me wrong! Bear in mind that he’s not the slimmest of people; think dawn French on steroids after eating the Super-Size me diet for a year.

I’m not one for listening to the conversations in here as they mostly revolve around scantily clad women, motorbikes, food, beer and “oh man, I was so hammered last night.” *** I tend to spend the days with both earphones plugged firmly in and the volume at an indecent level. Although that’s often not enough to drown out a certain persons singing and humming, not to mention the whistling. Anyway, I was just sitting back down from having a bit of a stretch (a procedure which requires the removal of all plugs) and I happened to hear the end of the harasser’s conversation on the phone. It went along the lines of “I was in there for 10 minutes and the communication systems didn’t work. I didn’t know what to do, then the lift dropped and I just panicked.”

I honestly did try to not wet myself laughing; obviously I didn’t try hard enough because it escaped in a very loud snort! To quote a colleague “Yes it is amusing. He walked to his desk first thing like he'd had a stroke, high knee action, limp foot stylee.”

Ahhhh, laughter truly is the best medicine!

*** There’s always a downside for working in a male dominated environment