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Posting Date	2004-02-24 11:49:36
Author	Nana7402
Title	The Boss I Trusted
Category	was sexually harrased
Where it happend	At work
Age then	18
Age now	19
Gender	FEMALE
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Story Length	410
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The Boss I Trusted

I was a senior in high school, and with prom, senior trips, graduation, and other senior expenses coming up; I needed extra cash. My dad wouldn't let me get a "normal" job that would take up too much of my time. He wanted me to have enough time to do homework and not lose concentration on my school work, since I had always been a good student.

I'm the type of girl who loves kids, and who will do anything to put a smile on a child's face. When a family friend offered me a job assisting him in a well known organization that helps kids, I figured it was the perfect job for me. It was someone I knew and trusted, and I'd be doing what I love the most.

Everything started off well. I typed up grants, made phone calls, and read letters from many different people. I visited childrens' hospitals, elementary schools, and helped give away toys around Christmas time. I had the opportunity to meet many great people. But eventually things changed.

As time went by I had to put in more and more hours of work. Somehow my boss always had something for me to do. I started feeling awkward when he got way to close to me as I typed, but I thought he was only trying to explain things thoroughly. He then began to rub my shoulders, "giving me massages" he called it. This always made me feel uncomfortable, but I didn't think it would be appropriate to tell him anything. I didn't want to lose my job.

One day as I walked into my job site, my boss called me into his office. As I walked in, he walked towards me and stood behind me. He ran his hands from my back down to my behind and then grabbed it. As I turned around to face him, he grabbed my breasts. I moved away, angry, but scared at the same time. I told him I would have never expected this from him and I ran out of the office, got in my car, and drove home.

When I got home I called my best friend and I told her what had happened. She told me I should tell my parents, but I never picked up the nerve to do so. To this day, nobody else knows the truth about why I quit my "perfect job."