Makingsenseofwhathappened - Makingsenseofwhathappened

If you work the day shift. JK I love work. Actually JK JK

most people

who are harassed at work

never file a complaint.

not because they don’t care but

because they’re scared it’ll make

everything worse.

To Report or Not To Report...that is the eternal flaming highway wreck of a question.

Boss: "Thanks for bringing this to our attention. We'll circle back..."

Me:

Some songs hit differently after.

just because

no one saw it

doesn’t mean

you imagined it

ᴇᴅɪᴇ sᴇᴅɢᴡɪᴄᴋ, ᴀɴᴅʏ ᴡᴀʀʜᴏʟ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʜᴜᴄᴋ ᴡᴇɪɴ NYC, 1965, by Burt Glinn.

Falling Through The Floor

I took the cheque home and folded it in half. Then again. Then again. Until it was a sharp little square I could press into my palm. It didn’t feel like money. It felt like silence.

The job was good. Rare these days for someone like me. And when he leaned too close and said too much - breath hot and stale with knowing - I only smiled.

Afterward, I kept working. Of course I did.

At the end of the week the cheque came, same as always. it felt heavier this time. Like hush money.

And I took it anyway. Because that’s what you do when the alternative is falling through the floor.

“Ignoring isn’t the same as ignorance, you have to work at it.” Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid’s Tale