I never thought a day would come were I would be talking about sexual harassment at work but I guess the day did happen. His name is Paul, a blind man who is quite adept at getting things done his disability regardless.
When I resumed work he was uber friendly, I saw his friendship as the guy at work trying to flirt with the new girl. I even gave him my number, then he would call at weird hours. I remember the day he called me and told me that he had come by my house and how I shocked I was because thr blind guy from work was the last person I expected to trail me to my house.
I noticed that he liked to hold my hands, more like rove on them all the way to my lower arms, he had this really firm grip. I always felt really uncomfortable, then he would make all this comments that were always headed towards a clandestine relationship.
Then one day, I was going into his office and he was walking out and then he grapped me, it was so fast and so sudden but I managed to get myself out of his tight grip. From that day on I started to stay as far way from him as possible.
Today the topic of flirty guys at work came up, and he tried to play the innocent card. I said it wasn't true and then I told everyone what had transpired between us that frightful day he grabed me.
He started to say that I was making false accusations, he got so riled up that I almost started to believe I was the one telling a lie. Everyone took his side because he is the poor blind guy.
You know what irks me the most about this? the fact that I knew it would be this way, the fact that I should have never said a word about this. Ever!
