Ho boy! So, to start this little story, click here. (XKCD link)
Caution, based on the story to follow, that link may or may not be safe for work. Just make sure nobody’s around, especially namby pamby butthurt must-have-been-previously-abused women.
So This comic, I think it’s funny. Not everyone does. That’s ok. Humor is subjective. Well apparently, there’s enough leeway there to interpret the scene as a lynching. Specifically, of ME lynching my assistant.
I printed out that comic, to show a friend who doesn’t have easy access to the internet. I don’t have a printer at home, so I printed it out at work. It was sitting on my desk, near my printer, a good 7 feet away from anywhere my assistant needs to go in her normal routine.
Around 355 pm, I responded to an email that my assistant sent me, a month-end profit report. We did awesome this month, and I replied with “Guess that means we did good, even in the slowest month ever! Go team! Thanks for tracking all the little numbers, it does matter, and I’m glad you do it. I wish you were here for the last 10 years, so we could compare our performance to previous years.” Little numbers here refers to the relative size of our invoices compared to the equipment sales department.
I printed out the comic about 3 or 315 pm. My assistant leaves at 4pm. So apparently (according to what she told the owner/general manager), when I was out of my office, she saw the comic, snapped a pic with her phone, and went and showed it to all the other women in the office (not the men, just the women) and described her version of the scene wherein I’m lynching her and how this comic is an overt threat on her life. What. The. Crazy. I. Don’t. Even… She then went back to her desk, continued working, didn’t say anything at all to the person one desk over who is supposedly her friend, and at 4pm, leaves.
I heard nothing about it at all, until around 4:30pm, when the owner of the company comes to my office with the general manager on the phone, looks at the comic, laughs, and proceeds to tell me of how my assistant got so upset, she’s in a position to sue, threats of violence, etc. Then the general manager is asking me what I’m doing when he’s not around to make her feel like she’s threatened. He says that she was also offended at the email I sent - apparently I’m demeaning her, her position, and treating her as unimportant. :dubious:
She then says how she’s scared for her life, not coming in the next day, maybe will quit because I’m such a big bad scary man.
To which I effectively say, well if there’s a case to be had, let her bring it, I don’t see it.
I’ve done nothing but apologize and cater to this woman, continuously, for “talking while stressed”, or “having a heated conversation while she’s in earshot”, or “changing procedure so drastically” - the part where I tightened our controls to result in the profitable month she just reported on.
This B is cray-cray. MIRite?