Majaslovenia
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FYI I’m originally slovenian but i used to work in Netherlands for a short period of time, i left bc i got sexually harassed by one of my co workers
I worked in a international telecom company, so basically what i did was, i was calling potential clients outbound and i had to convince them to make an appointment for the company i was working for following a script. The sale reps would then go physically to the potential clients i made the appointments for and close the deals. I also had a sales coach which was a pain in my ass. So we did 80% of the work for closing the deal but got paid less than them. Anyway our target was 8 appointments a day or 40 in a week. Every appointment setter received a bonus of €3 per appointment on top of our salary and extra of €500 if we achieved our targets. I was really good at my job and made appointments after appointments.
I also had a great team and co workers. We basically have different projects in one office, and in the project i was working for i had 4 other coworkers (all male tho) and we all hung out during lunch break and after work traveling to our apartments. There was also another guy from another project i was close with (lets call him G, first letter of his name) and he lived close to me so we would travel home together and chat a lot about everything.
In the whole office there was only me and another girl from another project and we were the only girls of like 30 workers so we got friends and had a drink after work.
Then there is this man, hes from Suriname but hindu in origin. When i first came to the Netherlands he helped me a lot with finding an apartment, getting a bank account, etc. I saw him as a father figure and me, him, G and that girl from another project hung out a lot. That suriname/hindu guy would always pay for my (alcoholic) drinks every weekend, gave me money even when i didnt ask and cared a lot for me. I thought as a father but he saw things different.
Until one day, i remember like the day was yesterday. It was a friday night, we were planning to go out and party but it was very busy and rowdy so we decided to just buy alcoholic drinks and drink at home. He boughy one bottle white wine for G and ouzo for me. Ouzo is very strong (always minimum 40% alcohol) so i mix it with water or have a water beside it. The bottle was half empty and i felt very dizzy and wanted to go home but he insisted i could sleep at him but i said no i should go home. He walked me home, held my hands and i felt really uncomfortable but i didn’t had the guts to tell him so i made an excuse of im cold so i could get my hands in my jacket. We walked home (like a 10/15 mins walk). We walked all the way to my home and when i wanted to close the door he snuck in. I was too drunk about what was happening so i fell to bed still in my dress. He saw that and tilted me, put me in bed, took off my heels and touched my cheeks and kissed me on the lips. It was so disgusting i turned to the side then he left.
Day later (after the incident) so on saturday i called G and my other female friend from that other project and explained everything. They insisted i should file a complaint to the police but the police wouldn’t do anything bc i didn’t have proof enough
Then i also called my parents, yhey came over. Asked for work dismissal and returned home again.
So everytime a guy tries to be intimate or wanna touch me, i get nervous and think about that incident again.
Do i have a trauma?
I worked in a international telecom company, so basically what i did was, i was calling potential clients outbound and i had to convince them to make an appointment for the company i was working for following a script. The sale reps would then go physically to the potential clients i made the appointments for and close the deals. I also had a sales coach which was a pain in my ass. So we did 80% of the work for closing the deal but got paid less than them. Anyway our target was 8 appointments a day or 40 in a week. Every appointment setter received a bonus of €3 per appointment on top of our salary and extra of €500 if we achieved our targets. I was really good at my job and made appointments after appointments.
I also had a great team and co workers. We basically have different projects in one office, and in the project i was working for i had 4 other coworkers (all male tho) and we all hung out during lunch break and after work traveling to our apartments. There was also another guy from another project i was close with (lets call him G, first letter of his name) and he lived close to me so we would travel home together and chat a lot about everything.
In the whole office there was only me and another girl from another project and we were the only girls of like 30 workers so we got friends and had a drink after work.
Then there is this man, hes from Suriname but hindu in origin. When i first came to the Netherlands he helped me a lot with finding an apartment, getting a bank account, etc. I saw him as a father figure and me, him, G and that girl from another project hung out a lot. That suriname/hindu guy would always pay for my (alcoholic) drinks every weekend, gave me money even when i didnt ask and cared a lot for me. I thought as a father but he saw things different.
Until one day, i remember like the day was yesterday. It was a friday night, we were planning to go out and party but it was very busy and rowdy so we decided to just buy alcoholic drinks and drink at home. He boughy one bottle white wine for G and ouzo for me. Ouzo is very strong (always minimum 40% alcohol) so i mix it with water or have a water beside it. The bottle was half empty and i felt very dizzy and wanted to go home but he insisted i could sleep at him but i said no i should go home. He walked me home, held my hands and i felt really uncomfortable but i didn’t had the guts to tell him so i made an excuse of im cold so i could get my hands in my jacket. We walked home (like a 10/15 mins walk). We walked all the way to my home and when i wanted to close the door he snuck in. I was too drunk about what was happening so i fell to bed still in my dress. He saw that and tilted me, put me in bed, took off my heels and touched my cheeks and kissed me on the lips. It was so disgusting i turned to the side then he left.
Day later (after the incident) so on saturday i called G and my other female friend from that other project and explained everything. They insisted i should file a complaint to the police but the police wouldn’t do anything bc i didn’t have proof enough
Then i also called my parents, yhey came over. Asked for work dismissal and returned home again.
So everytime a guy tries to be intimate or wanna touch me, i get nervous and think about that incident again.
Do i have a trauma?
