Oh,I forgot about 'malcom'
Malcom started at the same time as me,he was a bit odd but I got on with him just fine (which says a lot about me!)
One day,I was talking about my eldest dd and called her by both her first and middle name,in jest
Didn't think that much about the look he gave me,until a week later,when he rocked up in a skirt,bra (stuffed with tissues) and stockings-he was calling himself by my dds name
OK,can cope with that-i don't own a name
We used to have a system where if one of us used the loo/changing room,we would leave it as we'd want to find it for the next person
That worked just fine until 'sophie' decided he was to use our loo (the disabled/mens loos where much closer)
He's (not a she) would go in,do a shit,stink the loo out and leave skids all over the loo (if it was flushed at all) and then leave shitty loo roll everywhere-in the loo,all over the floor,on the sink etc
He'd wank all over the floor and walk away so the next woman to go in there would see it/step in it
He'd also shave in there and refuse to clean up his bristles/pubes
I came to dread that evil smirk I'd get when he came out of there-he knew what he was doing-it was a power play
Work where terrified of upsetting him in case he ran to the papers with his daily mail sad face and the headline 'fast food worker discriminated against' and then to court
All us women got together and had a word with the top management and where told that if it upset us that badly,we could set up a rota to clean up after him!
You can imagine how well that went down-23 of us quit at the same time-I was one of them
They seemed to be so scared of having a word with him,let alone sacking the filthy little scroat
Some people seem above the law-our rights as women didn't count
It was all about not upsetting him-as far as I know,he's still there and they find it hard to keep female staff
Wonder why?