Today's guest blogger is Anonymous 2; Anonymous 2 describes her creepy encounter with one of Astronomy's most notorious sexual harassers. Her identity is protected.
In
a
room
that
was
a
little
too
dark
(but
there
were
little
lamps
with
incandescent
bulbs
on
to
shed
some
light)
With
the
door
a
little
too
closed
(but
not
completely
closed,
it
was
probably
set
at
something
like
~45
degrees)
The
conversation
wandered
a
little
too
far
(he
must
have
asked
how
things
were
going
in
general,
or
something
equally
innocuous)
He
asked
about
boy
troubles
(not
something
I
would
bring
up
–
just
ask
my
mother)
And
recommended
I
consider
men
that
have
“spent
a
little
more
time
in
the
oven,”
if
you
will
I
don’t
remember
how
I
got
out
of
there
(maybe
we
were
interrupted,
thankfully?)
I
left
thinking
what
the
hell
was
that
I
left
thinking
how
much
he
reminded
me
of
a
creepy
colleague
at
my
last
job
before
college
I
left
thinking
of
a
coworker
at
that
job
who
had
pulled
my 18‐year‐old
self
aside
and told
me
to
practice
shaking
my
finger
and
saying
“girlfriend,
I
don’t
think
so”
But
he
couldn’t
have
been
hitting
on
me
because
I’m
not
Pretty
enough
Thin
enough
Weak
enough
Dumb
enough
For
that,
right?
Right?
