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About Me

Welcome to my blog. My pen name is Eva James. I'm an aspiring writer paying the bills working as a legal secretary. Relentlessly bullied by my former boss, I looked for another job but the recession hit. Feeling trapped, I recorded everything in this blog, which serves as a revealing insight into workplace bullying. WEEK 1 starts the story and, as the weeks progress, you'll note what starts as banter soon spirals out of control. Sadly, it's all true. Whilst along the way I've found alternative employment, my passion for blogging about workplace bullying remains. Trevor Griffiths, legendary theatre, TV and film writer said at the outset, "I like the writing a lot: smart, cool, placed. If you were prepared/able to take your prick of a boss on, you'd marmelise him."

Monday, 14 June 2010

WEEK 73 Swimming with Sharks

HOWARD once drew a picture of me naked being menaced by a mighty shark. He said the shark represented male lawyers. He wrote the caption above it, “Help, help, I’m a vulnerable person.” Then he tore it up and threw it in the bin.

It sounds like nothing, but I almost went under that night. That was the first time I phoned the Samaritans. That was when it really felt less like bullying and more like mental torture. I don’t know why it bothered me so much, but there was something about it, something that spoke on a subconscious level perhaps...I don’t know.

Or at least I didn’t until today. I didn’t until I was crying on the phone to my solicitor. He wasn’t sympathetic. He said people like me who don’t have the money to pay up front don’t get to call the shots. He said I can’t have it all ways. He said either way they’ll humiliate me and lie about me until it’s over so I can settle quickly or drag it out and waste more money. My solicitor couldn’t care less about my humiliation.

He just wants his cut of the CFA.

The conversation was instigated by the fact that the Senior Solicitor is running around town investigating whether there is a loop hole to get out of settlement.

Maybe the day HOWARD drew that picture he sensed I was already injured. There was blood in the water.

I wonder if it was a premonition.

I’m surrounded by sharks...and being torn to pieces.

How does anyone survive this?

Eva x

2 comments:

Mr Fan said...

you know, i know, you are better than that, you are so lucky you are not like that and you can see outside of the square, move on with a fresh horizon and have a vision of some of your greatest goals.

If you see rubbish in the bin you know its rubbish.

If you see a rose in the garden you know its beautiful.

set high, rewarding goals.

Bullied By The Boss said...

You're right, I've got to walk away, patch myself up and prove them wrong in a positive way. Actions speak louder than words x

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