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I was Humiliated and Mortified!

I was Humiliated and Mortified!

My first job out of college and my introduction to corporate America was with a labor union, which was predominantly middle-aged, blue collar male. And here I am, a young attractive woman. I felt as if I had literally been thrown to the wolves. My boss had a volatile temper and thought that he was doing me a favor and had given me “a wonderful life” despite the hostile environment in which I worked. I can recall a time when the VP called me into his office. He’d just been reprimanded because of a task that he failed to complete. Once in his office, he proceeded to yell at me saying, “What the #$%^ is wrong with you?!” Somehow his lack of initiative was my fault. In that instance I managed to muster up the courage to stand my ground and tell him that he wasn’t going to speak to me that way. However, it didn’t stop the blatant disrespect or eliminate my feelings of fear and intimidation. I can also remember one evening while at a company party, one of my male coworkers walked over and placed two balloons on my chest, right in front of everyone. I immediately ran out of the room. I was HUMILIATED and MORTIFIED! How could he do something like that? What was he thinking? When I escalated the issue, he said he didn’t remember doing anything like that. And apparently no one in attendance that evening could recall it either. Therefore, I was questioned about whether it really happened or not. After his half-hearted apology, which went something like, “if I did that...