Why I Engaged in a Bold Gesture at Work Today

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Today, I reached my breaking point. After enduring a persistent issue in the workplace for the last 18 months, I decided to take a stand. During the all-staff meeting, I gave an update on my projects while unapologetically attending to my own body—specifically, my breasts. I began with my left hand, lightly touching my nipple, then added my right hand to the mix, massaging both breasts in a manner that felt both empowering and defiant.

There were no gasps. I maintained composure, discussing pressing matters without a hint of embarrassment. My colleagues sat in stunned silence, some stifling laughter while a friend, Sarah, fought back tears of amusement. A few were aware of my intentions, as we’d previously discussed the discomfort caused by certain male coworkers. The rest either averted their eyes or, intriguingly, continued to focus on my presentation—especially two men I’ll refer to as “The Adjusters.”

These gentlemen have a habit of fidgeting with themselves in a way that is both distracting and perplexing. They adjust their attire with such fervor that it seems as if their very dignity is at stake. My boss is among them—an Ivy League graduate and a sharp mind in our advertising firm, yet he remains oblivious to how his constant adjustments detract from professional discourse.

In an effort to address this, I had previously left a note on his desk, suggesting he might want to consult a physician about his apparent discomfort. I even tried to draw attention to their adjustments with exaggerated expressions of surprise, but nothing changed. My attempt to speak with HR ended in laughter followed by panic; the representative I approached ultimately resigned the following week, seemingly overwhelmed by the prospect of addressing such behavior.

After much contemplation, I decided to give The Adjusters a taste of their own medicine. My colleagues and I had shared many conversations about how unsettling their behavior was, yet they maintained a façade of decorum. The meeting concluded, and as everyone filed out, I observed these two men. I hoped they might recognize the parallel between my act of self-affirmation and their ongoing struggles with personal boundaries. Instead, I watched them engage in a conversation, their adjustments ongoing and utterly oblivious to the absurdity of the situation.

Frustration weighed on my shoulders as I gathered my belongings, realizing my gesture had likely fallen flat. If these men could hold a conversation while adjusting themselves without a second thought, perhaps my bold act was in vain. Nevertheless, I felt a sense of accomplishment for trying. What will I attempt next? A group demonstration? Or perhaps I should go full-on rogue with a more animated display of self-touch? Although part of me contemplates doing nothing at all, that seems far too mundane.

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Summary:

In a bold move to address inappropriate behaviors at work, I chose to make a statement during a meeting by engaging in self-touch while presenting. Despite the potential for shock, my actions were not taken seriously by the habitual offenders. This experience led me to reflect on workplace norms and the importance of addressing discomforting behaviors directly, even when faced with resistance.

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