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Kate

        I had a bizzare exchange with a girl at Wal-Mart.
    Kate and I were on our lunch break at the sub-shop.
    "Maybe, we could get together for dinner after work?" Muzzy smirked.
    "You wanna fuck?" Kate flashed a toothy smile and ate some chips.
    "I-ah, sure." Muzzy gulped his bottled water, "Where?"
    Kate widened her eyes, "This is sexual harrasment."

        We were on a lunch break, but I got called into the store manager's
        office for a coaching. I didn't like Kate much after that.
        Although, she continued to flirt and joke with me. I tried not to say
        anything remotely suggestive of sexual harassment.
        But, Kate made another complaint: "I was telling other associates
        about the complaint she had made."
        This was true. I needed to compare notes with other male associates,
        who Kate had made complaints against.

    I was naive to think that Kate would not take counter action.
    She was very aware of my staring at her. I was trying to avoid her.
    This is how gossip starts: "Muzzy is such a creep. He keeps staring at me
    and running away."
    A girl can tease and still hawler harassment. Your guilty until proven otherwise.
    It's strange that in a country where feminism is all about being as tough as men,
    there are so many girls suing their bosses for sexual harassment.
    Is this social Darwinism?

          I had a conversation about women and the PMS defense.
          "If PMS is temporary insanity, then all women are mentally incompetent."
          Muzzy said in the Wal-Mart lunchroom. I got another coaching and a
          termination warning of lude behavior. The Sporting Goods manager had
          brought up the topic: "Lorana Bobbit cut it off and she's a victim?"
          Jeff almost got fired for that remark. We were a couple of guys kicking back.
          There were no girls in the lunchroom, but the cash officer Debbi was in the
          next room in the communication center: door shut and she still overheard
          our conversation through the wall. She took offense.

    Kate would eventually win out and get me fired for standing too close.
    Apparently, there is an imaginary circle of three feet and if you enter that circle
    your fired. I don't like Kate. She has a daughter now. I still don't like her.
    If someone kicks you down a flight of stairs, should you love them?

            I think I'll watch the Little Drummer Boy... or maybe Godzilla.


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