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I've got a loverly bunch of coconuts work story yet again, with a truly happy ending.
It was last Saturday. I was chatting idly with Andrew while baking, Chris having gone on a much-needed vacation. Emma the Awesome entered en route to the bathroom and, as she went, said, "God, that guy is a douche!"
"Whoa, what?" said Andrew.
"This calls for details, woman!" said I.
"Eh," replied Emma, "he was talking to somebody up front about how he could pleasure the girls here." Then she continued to the bathroom.
Andrew and I traded a look. He started to go up front just as Vanessa, another cashier, was coming back.
Andrew stopped her momentarily and asked, "Did Antonio just come by?"
"Yeah. Why?"
Antonio worked here for about a month and a half before he was fired for calling in sick and then being sighted in the mall hours later. Three times. Not ten minutes after Chris fired him, two of the cashiers revealed that he'd been making extremely inappropriate comments to them.
Now, if you think firing him would free those ladies from the discomfort and extremely bad taste of sexual harassment, you would be wrong, unfortunately. Antonio now works just across the hall and is thus at our Tim's several times a week - sometimes five times a day. And the comments? Well, the only one I ever heard in person was rather tame, claiming that a girl owed him a kiss. But he apparently saw nothing wrong with commenting on a girl's breasts or buttocks, inviting her to his bed, extolling his own dexterity or implying that I was not female. (This last one may or may not have been triggered by my being the only woman in the store who didn't think he was attractive.)
And now he makes the mistake of doing it while Andrew the Conqueror is in charge.
Andrew continues up front, asking Vanessa to stay behind. One or two people at a time, bringing them back into the kitchen, he tells everyone in the store that if Antonio comes back, he will not be served and Andrew should be called immediately to inform Antonio that he is no longer welcome in the store and advise him to leave and never return.
Later that same day, Antonio did indeed come back, and was indeed told to stfu and gtfo. He was utterly bewildered, and a friend later informed us that he had no idea! why we would ban him and how it all made no sense! whatsoever.
So yeah, next time he comes back, Andrew has given permission for either Mike or me to deck him before security gets there.
It's actually kind of funny watching poetry-fluffy-puppies-and-fine-wine-loving Mike talk about how much he's looking forward to punching this kid in the face.
It was last Saturday. I was chatting idly with Andrew while baking, Chris having gone on a much-needed vacation. Emma the Awesome entered en route to the bathroom and, as she went, said, "God, that guy is a douche!"
"Whoa, what?" said Andrew.
"This calls for details, woman!" said I.
"Eh," replied Emma, "he was talking to somebody up front about how he could pleasure the girls here." Then she continued to the bathroom.
Andrew and I traded a look. He started to go up front just as Vanessa, another cashier, was coming back.
Andrew stopped her momentarily and asked, "Did Antonio just come by?"
"Yeah. Why?"
Antonio worked here for about a month and a half before he was fired for calling in sick and then being sighted in the mall hours later. Three times. Not ten minutes after Chris fired him, two of the cashiers revealed that he'd been making extremely inappropriate comments to them.
Now, if you think firing him would free those ladies from the discomfort and extremely bad taste of sexual harassment, you would be wrong, unfortunately. Antonio now works just across the hall and is thus at our Tim's several times a week - sometimes five times a day. And the comments? Well, the only one I ever heard in person was rather tame, claiming that a girl owed him a kiss. But he apparently saw nothing wrong with commenting on a girl's breasts or buttocks, inviting her to his bed, extolling his own dexterity or implying that I was not female. (This last one may or may not have been triggered by my being the only woman in the store who didn't think he was attractive.)
And now he makes the mistake of doing it while Andrew the Conqueror is in charge.
Andrew continues up front, asking Vanessa to stay behind. One or two people at a time, bringing them back into the kitchen, he tells everyone in the store that if Antonio comes back, he will not be served and Andrew should be called immediately to inform Antonio that he is no longer welcome in the store and advise him to leave and never return.
Later that same day, Antonio did indeed come back, and was indeed told to stfu and gtfo. He was utterly bewildered, and a friend later informed us that he had no idea! why we would ban him and how it all made no sense! whatsoever.
So yeah, next time he comes back, Andrew has given permission for either Mike or me to deck him before security gets there.
It's actually kind of funny watching poetry-fluffy-puppies-and-fine-wine-loving Mike talk about how much he's looking forward to punching this kid in the face.