Sexual Harrasement - What Would You Do?

My title is loud and clear I guess... For the past 6 months, a guy has been passing whatever free time he has by sexually harassing me. I did what any logical person would do, I blocked him; but he was far too persistent to let the fact that his email was blocked stop him; so he would create a new account, getting more and more creative with his addresses. It would be romanaass@yahoo.com*; Butthummromana@yahoo.com* etc.... And every time I block him, he simply re-surfaces with a new account. So i took a more extreme measure, and simply closed down my account that he was sending those emails to. And you would think that would stop him? naaaaah. Very hard working this dude, he's not that dedicated to his job btw. So he got my new address and took it to another level. Upgraded his style to sending me videos... of him...masturbating! Good thing with stalkers is that they eventually slip up without knowing so. He also used personal info about me, to spice it up. He knows my name, where I work, my cell phone number, where I travelled... and he would send an email with an info, in the subject line to guarantee that I would read it. Oh, i forgot to add this piece of info, I now know who he is. I know his wife. I know members of his family. I know some of his friends who would love such a piece of hot gossip about him.

I still didn't take any action... I keep thinking of his wife and family. Never in my life did I want to be known as a home wrecker, even though it's not my fault that the poor girl is married to sick unfaithful bastard; but being in the society that we are in, news travel fast. Can be to your benefit or turn to your worst enemy.

Imagine your father hearing that you sexually harass people in your free time? The shame? I don't think that he has thought it through. And he probably doesn't know how his slip has contributed to revealing his identity. I have replied to one of his emails. Two words. His name and Family name. After a couple of emails, he started sending me videos of girls, trying to throw me off poor thing. If he only knew. You know, I am prepared to forgive him if he voluntarily revealed his identity and asked me not to let it out. I probably wont take any action against him if he was honest with me. Enough damage has been done as it is. Do you think I'm being too lenient?

So tell me, what would YOU do? I need to read your thoughts to get different perspectives. Something will be done, but what will it be?
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I'm So Pissed!

Sunday morning, August 16, 2009, 8:33AM.

I'm in a stage in my life where I'm content. Strong relationship with my family; good, actually no, great friends; Work: will complain in a sec; goals for this year are mostly ticket; so الحمد الله.

Now my complain about work begins:

I have a great boss, one who I learn quite a lot from, even to the simplest of things like grammar; and I do love working for my company, we have a great team and environment; but I'm such a baby when it comes to things that I categorize under "betrayal" (I wont elaborat on the "betrayal" incident, don't want to go into one of those moods and ruin my day).. See, I know that I tend to hang on to things way past their expiry date, but I can't help it, I know it's not good for me, I know that it's not very mature, but I can't help it! I've been trying to teach myself the art of letting go, but my stupid subconscious doesn't seem to register anything I ask from it! So the result? One of two things, either feel like crying (told you, I'm a baby) every time I remember that situation, or get so angry I want to rip some body's head off! How stable am I? haha. But you know what shares those two extreme emotional states? The word Unfair.

  • It is unfair that I work for 5 managers when I was hired to work for one and guess what, get the pay for working for just one!
  • It is unfair that some of those managers assume that it is my work to assist them, and even take it for granted, when I only do it out courtesy not obligation!
  • It is unfair that some of those managers don't see your best interest at heart, and treat you as they want; a friend when it suits them, or a professional manager when it doesn't! And I'm supposed to accommodate that?
  • It is unfair that despite all of this, I still feel like it's my job to accommodate all of this shit, why? So I wont lose my "Efficient Professional" image that I've worked so hard to build.

So where does that leave me?

It leaves me blogging about my feelings, rather than taking action.

I am so pissed!

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Libyans & Their Crazy Driving!

Last Friday, woke up at 9am and decided to go and get fresh bread for breakfast from the bakery on Gergarish St. right after Al Emary market, and found the following:












The thing that baffles me, not that there's an accident at 9am on a Friday morning when the streets are virtually empty, no, but its the fact that this accident happened as a cause of making a U-turn?!!! as you can see from the pictures, the driver must have been accelerating for this kind of damage to happen, and the car is a Mercedez Benz, obviously an older version when companies used to make them much more stronger! so how can someone accelerate with a U-turn?!?!?!!


I couldn't take pics of the other car, which was a Toyota mini van, because the cops were standing next to it and didnt want to arouse their interest!


Why do they drive to recklessly in this country??? It's a daily battle with them I swear to you; you never know when they're coming to get you! According to the Tripoli Post, there was an estimate of 2,138 fatalities due to road accidents!!! and guess what, according to the World Health Organization (WHO) Libya has the second highest number of road accident in the Arab world!!!


Shell is doing "Road Safety" awareness videos, posters, bill boards, you name it, but do you think anything is sinking in???


I get so frustrated when I drive here that I, more often than not, want to beat the sh** out of them! I really can't let go and forgive when driving; if i had a gun, I kid you not, we would come first on the number of road accidents in the Arab world!!! See what a nice girl I am? at least I'm being honest!
Be safe and careful, and preferrably gun-free! hehehe
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Would you like a drink?

The best thing man created was those mobile phones with cameras, I can feel PH cringing at my inaccurate wording! hehehehe but my very old Nokia N72 with its 2MP for a camera is always there when I need it! all it takes is to slide the lid down for the show to begin and taraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa , for your eyes only (does this phrase remind you of anything!? hehe) & CHEERS!





























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Evolution!

In a world such as ours, where technology is upgrading in a rate that we can’t get our heads around, where you can practically get anything online from the things that clothe you to the things that feed you to finding your soul-mate(it’s been known to happen!). We’re in a world that is capable of doing anything, of course, living in certain countries either gives you carte blanche to such facilities or wipes the memory of the word “carte blanche” from your memories the way Will Smith wipes memories with that device of his in Men in Black!

But why is it that I would rather be a in a place stripped from the word high-tech, in a place where I know that the tomatoes I’m eating are freshly grown and not are a result of an over-fertilized greenhouse? Or the mint that I’m having in my tea is one I picked from the small square behind my house I proudly call my garden rather than those foul smelling mints we buy from the market. I swear to you, they don’t even smell like mint anymore, they smell like they’ve been watered by sewage blended in rotten eggs soaked in fish guts that were fed dog shit!!! I put out your appetite, eh?! It wouldn’t have been fair to the mints if I did not do my best to translate my disgust, and trust me, I’m not doing them justice!

My mom wants to buy a piece of land just to start planting her own vegetables and fruit, you are what you eat no? And how can you know who you are if you don’t know what you’re eating? Just because it looks like a cucumber does not mean it is, it sure doesn’t taste like one! It’s like the taste is diluting! And hey, I do want to stay alive and healthy to see what the next generation is going to evolve to. Humans from the outside, and what from the inside?
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Bubble Bath


Every time I watch something romantic, or God forbid has love in it, I seem to open a gateway to a long lost forgotten chamber, and exhibit A ladies and gentlemen, is me actually giving up my toast (well not giving up, but it’s getting cold!) to rush to my room and type all this… it’s that feeling I get; you know when you get a hug from a four year old and the flood of warm feelings that conquers your body? Well, I’m running on romance people! And it’s beautiful every once in a while… it really is. It’s like I’m treating myself to a warm bubble bath :)

So dearly beloveds, treat yourself to a warm bubble bath every once a while, its more gratifying than that piece of toast I’m going to heating up in a sec!
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Bundle of Joy

I was driving down Gergaresh road last week and got stuck in Gergaresh’s traffic, which just a typical Gergaresh behavior, but I couldn’t help but notice when I was trying to practice what is known as patience, a Libyan father on the side-street, with his beautiful baby girl (the pink outfit gave her away :P) held next to his heart, smiling, proud, letting his friends shake her tiny hands and kiss her pink cheeks, practically parading her, and you can see his eyes twinkle when he’s looking at her, but I also couldn’t help but wonder, will the twinkling die as soon as his sweet bundle of joy starts talking? Will she still be his bundle of joy when she turns 18? Will the parade transform to one where he orders her to march out of his sight like that of a Nazi officer seeing a Jew?

Where does all that disappear? I often wonder, where did that twinkle fade to? Why is it when a girl grows up in Libya, she also grows out of her dad’s life?

I might be mistaken; maybe that beautiful pink baby will be her dad’s bundle of joy as long as she lives. One can only hope. But then again, one can only wonder.
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Why do I have to sell my self?

Life is a weird weird place... I just dont get it anymore... not that i ever did, mind you!

Everyone keeps telling me that I have to sell myself in order to succeed at work, inorder to be noticed, inorder to be promoted! I have to sell my values, exagerate the simple truth and paint a picture of myself that Da Vinci cant compete with!

Why do I have to auction my quality of work to see who bids the most on it and not simply be appreciated for my integrity and honesty?

Poeple keep telling me to play the "I'm going to quit" card inorder to get a salary raise?! How can people do that?! I have to threathen you to get your respect and get myself a higher pay?! what kind of twisted logic is that?!

And apparently, that's how it works everywhere... you have to always test your worth... and that's just sad... very, very sad.
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2008 and my 2009


2008 was one hell of a year. We’ll see what 2009 has in store for us. And here’s my list, between myself and I:

1- Be less nice to ppl I don’t need to be nice to in the first place
2- Lose my 5 KGs
3- Stop spreading myself thin for ppl who are not worth it
4- Listen to my gut feeling
5- Concentrate on what matters
6- Less talking, more listening
7- Try not to take everything so personally and lighten up
8- Try not to be so trusting, my back is decorated with stab wounds
9- Try to heal from those wounds and move on and let go, rather than just storing them in that
box in the back of my mind
10- Try to stop pleasing everyone but myself
11- Stop exaggerating my problems with myself


And the list goes on (u don’t want to know how much more of a psycho I am)… but I don’t know what else to add… see, anyone who sees me think I’m this confident, successful, see the half full glass kinda girl, and I am…. I am happy, I am confident, and Al Hamdulilah I’m content , but I’m screwed up as well… silly things tips off my balance… not anything, but stupid little things hurt me… and that tips off my balance… and I wish I could be hurt less, or just immune myself to the silliness. It would definitely help me in the long run, less frown lines!!!

I don’t like being hurt (like who does eh!) and I do everything in my power not to get hurt. I don’t do well with hurt, I’m just one of those people that collapses internally when hurt, of course no one is any wiser, because I don’t usually share, I just collapse with myself and I have me to pick me up… and that’s why I’m extra nice, that is why I spread myself thin, especially for my friends and family, because I don’t want anyone to do anything that would hurt me… weird self defense mechanism?! Things happens, and yes, I do know that hurt is a part of life, but I try to avoid it as much as possible… but see, I guess being over-protective only makes u less immune to hurt and no matter how well prepared you are, something always will sneak up on you when you least expect it… hey, I’m still raw… my wound is still fresh… so excuse the extra melancholy!

Okaaaayyy, enough drama for one day! But hey, it’s my blog, I’m allowed! :P I’m being cheeky, lol, did it work? Hehe

I’m listening to Travis’s “Sailing Away” , and will leave you at that :)



Created: December 7, 2008












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