There is this guy at work that I *really* don't like. He's crude, he's arrogant, he comes in looking like he slept under a bench, and he puts his feet up on the desk and eats ice cream while he does his job. During the Olympics, he kept making comments about which women were "f*cukable" and "not f*ckable".

So um . . . yesterday he started talking about rape. First it was just that Republican in the US who said those idiotic things about rape and pregnancy, which was fair enough as we work in the media. But then he went on to talk about this woman he knows who was raped (including describing it in graphic detail and saying she got "Julian Assange'd") and then making jokes about how it's not rape if you yell "SURPIRSE!" first. Anywhere, he kept going on like that for well over an hour, kind of flipping back and forth between talking about rape and sex.

Yeah. At that point I couldn't take it any more, so I left. I don't want to go back but my job starts in an hour. I'm only in this miserable job because I got raped anyway (the trauma stopped me from arranging any other employment or doing particularly well on my last degree) and ergh. We don't have HR and most of the staff in this company come from a culture where rape "doesn't happen" and sexual harassment in the workplace is just "being friendly" so . . . not sure if I can stop it.

Anyway, sorry, that was my rant.