I mentioned this in the Mary Kay Letourneau thread and I alluded to it in the McGreevey thread...don't have affairs with people you have power/authority over. This is called "quid pro quo sexual harassment."

Letourneau had sex with one of her students, McGreevey had sex with one of his employees. While legally, Letourneau's victim can't say it was consentual, McGreevey's ex-lover is in a perfect position to say that he acquiesced to McGreevey's advances because it was his boss and he feared for his job. I know what you all are thinking, but that's the argument he's making and whether it happened or not, the taxpayers of NJ are going to shell out some coin to make him go away.

Right now, I'm holding my breath because I know of a gay relationship where I work between a supervisor and employee, and we elected to non-renew the employee's contract. Now, we made that decision before we found out about the secret relationship and it appears that the two women have remained close, but we're at least vulnerable to a potential claim if things go sour or if she can't find work elsewhere and decides to see if she can soak us for a few thousand on the theory that the supervisor made us do it or that we discriminated against her because she's a lesbian.

So, for those of you out there in supervisory capacities...there are plenty of people out there who don't work for you. Please go fuck them instead.

I thought you didn't write erotica?
Those were some of the hottest paragraphs I've ever seen!

VOYEUR!!!!!!!!

uuugggghhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!

Way to ruin the only perk of my job. :(

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Dad was flammable

And -never- get caught boning the purchasing manager on the Xerox machine by her husband who also happens to be the sales V.P for the Eastern US.

Or so I hear.

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I wanted my half in the middle and I wound up on the edge.

GO FUCK YOURSELF ... instead of your employees.

Whoa. Sounds like you've got a potentially volatile situation there, choad. But I can't see how her being discriminated against for being a lesbian would fly if her supervisor is also a lesbian. Unless the supervisor had no input on the contract-renewal decision, that is.

Were they hot at least? ;)

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The giant three-phallused phallus of Uzbekistan will one day squirt the cosmic jizz of revenge all over Canada.

And I bet they totally made out in public all the time! And let guys watch them go at it! Cause lesbians are so HOTTTT!

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Poop.

The supervisor actually had no say in the non-renewal of the contract--the potential discrimination issue would be, hypothetically, "you found out i was a lesbian so you non-renewed my contract."

the other theory would be, "the only reason i went out with her was because she was my supervisor and she said she could get me a full-time contract," or, "i told my supervisor the relationship was over, so she had my contract non-renewed."

Of course, none of that happened in this case, but people who lose their jobs tend to look at their former employers with suspicion or find lawyers who can create a scary argument guaranteed to run up the attorney fees on both sides.

I never knew the employee; I work closely with the supervisor, and she is a lipstick lesbian. She also has the most piercing eyes I've ever seen.

I have to admit, I enjoy taking advantage of my power of my army of flying monkey minions.

Well, I would if I had an army of flying monkey minions.

That would be cool.

Well, a bitch to clean up after.

And kind of smelly when you get right down to it.

Still, it would be cool to be able to order my flying monkey minions to fly to 7-11 and get me a Twix and a Diet Pepsi.

Except flying monkeys aren't all that smart, so I supposed they'd screw up and bring back a Peanut Butter Twix and a Pepsi Edge.

And they probably wouldn't count their change. Or they'd spend it on banana slurplees.

And when I ask for the change back they'd claim to be all innocent and not good with numbers but you can smell the banana on their breath and you know their lying.

Fucking flying monkeys.

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...Trot and Cap'n Bill were free from anxiety and care. Button-Bright never worried about anything. The Scarecrow, not being able to sleep, looked out of the window and tried to count the stars.

You expect too much from them, fuzz.
I swear, I read this: "Twix and a Diet Pepsi" and somehow thought it said "Twat" :D

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“It is only with the heart that one sees rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.” - The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry (1945)

Damn, choad. I'm coming to live in California. Anywhere in California.

Also, I am pretty versed in current sexual harassment laws, mostly because I was involved in a bit of a sexual harassment situation at my job. I was sexually harassed by my female Regional Manager, not me sexually harassing anyone, you cynical fucks.

They handled it pretty strangely. They fired her almost immediately, but I received no compensation, apology, or even an offer of counseling. According to state law I am entitled to a few different options. This all went down early this year. I also know she'd been for sexual harassment sensitivity training, which is now mandated.

I guess I'm lucky, though, because who wants their name as a straight male dragged through the news as being a victim of sexual harassment by a female supervisor?

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They handled it pretty strangely. They fired her almost immediately, but I received no compensation, apology, or even an offer of counseling. According to state law I am entitled to a few different options. This all went down early this year. I also know she'd been for sexual harassment sensitivity training, which is now mandated.

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They asked me a couple of questions, but I was never told that it would be handled, I was never told whether or not my story was even believed, they simply went to the Regional manager's office and canned her. There were many, many things that she did besides sexual harassment to lead to her termination, believe me.

No, I also had a statement signed by both my manager and my maintenance supervisor, who were actually present during the harassment and WITNESSED it. So it was not as if it was my word against hers. Plus, I wrote down every instance where she would call the property and ask what I was doing over the weekend and I'd tell her I was going to PA to see my girlfriend and she'd say something like, "Someone's gonna get laid this weekend, huh?" I'm talking like, almost cliche sexual harassment shit. Wrote time, dates, everything. Well-documented on my part. And I actually work in Connecticut, which is where it happened. I received no communication from the company after they questioned myself and my coworkers over the phone.

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The giant three-phallused phallus of Uzbekistan will one day squirt the cosmic jizz of revenge all over Canada.

Also, never try to shave with a steak knife.

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What others say about boorite!

I blame Indo-China. Probably.

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GOVT. Warning: Do not smoke around children they will badger you for fags.

A guy at work got canned (and then some) for filming women secretly at the nearby mall.

He actually wasn't officially fired immediately, but considering our building is 75% women, it's not like anyone wanted him around.

It's not clear whether the film was for his own consumption or if he was selling it.

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...Trot and Cap'n Bill were free from anxiety and care. Button-Bright never worried about anything. The Scarecrow, not being able to sleep, looked out of the window and tried to count the stars.

And I would have gotten away with it if it wasn't for you meddling kids!

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Poop.

This makes me never ever want to try clothes on in those changing rooms again...

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I will rate you hard, and unendingly.

I'm sure they burned him when he went back for the camera. What an idiot. You need a good power source and a wireless setup. Record the action offsite. Never, ever go back for the camera. Amateurs!

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What others say about boorite!

boorite = teh gey rappist

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The giant three-phallused phallus of Uzbekistan will one day squirt the cosmic jizz of revenge all over Canada.

I can see you, Mikey.

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I'll make a special changing room for you Noonie. I promise I won't have a video camera in the room.

That's what two-way mirrors are for, after all.

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Do you want ants? Because that's how you get ants.

That's probably because I bring you into the changing rooms with me, stupid.

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The giant three-phallused phallus of Uzbekistan will one day squirt the cosmic jizz of revenge all over Canada.