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    I worked for 10 years in an American company for textile fibres and was the Sales Assistant for Europe to three managers. An english gentlemen, with suit and tie,( mostly the same tie), always friendly and I strictly have nothing to say about him.

    A very nice German, happily married and he and his wife became friends.

    The third was a French and a case for a psychiatric clinic. He had 4 mistresses and a wife, and of course he thought he could add me to the group. Not only jumping on the phone to answer but also in his bed. He apparently found this completely normal. I told him that I prefer my own bed and sent him to hell and we became good friends. At that time sexual harassement didn't exist otherwise I would be very rich today !

    After a while, I started to pitty the poor guy, women were flying around him like butterflies around flowers or maybe flies around something else, and he didn't do anything, they just came from alone ! (except me, where he did an effort, because he was convinced that an assistant should assist him everywhere, bed included).

    Sometimes when he was on the phone with one, I was on the second phone with another and had to comfort her, justifying his absence by inventing trips or meetings. I also quickly found out that the only person he really loved was his wife. She was a very independant woman, with a very strong character, very intelligent and very beautiful. I didn't have to lie to her and probably would have refused that too. We became friends and accomplice and maintained our friendship even long after I had left the company.

    With him I had not only to handle his various mistresses by phone, but he also asked me to write the answers to their love letters, which was quite difficult as I was always afraid of mixing them up. I wrote an adequate text with my typewriter (no computer at that time) and he copied it per hand. He was very happy with this solution and the women apparently were happy too. And as I already loved writing, it was OK for all of us.

    The worst moments were, when he became fat up with one girl, they mostly were young and stupid and I could never understand why they lost their time with a married man ! But they all were convinced that he would leave his wife and marry them. As far as I know this only happens in very rare cases.

    When the moment came to say good-bye, I had to order a huge bouquet of flowers, write a good bye letter, how much he was heartbroken to leave her, but he really couldn't divorce his wife who was a poor woman he had met (by error) when he was very young, and then there are the children, etc. etc my phantasy had no limits !

    Then I armed myself with a considerable amount of tissues in my drawer and waited until they stormed into my office, usually with red noses and swollen eyes. He of course as a brave man had disappeared for a business trip.

    I really couldn't feel any pitty with these girls, they just were hunting rich men and as I said, they all were not very intelligent... females, not women, there is a big difference.

    I have to admit that this was a real funny period of my career.

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    Melli said...

    Ohhhhhhh good grief! WEll... I can't say this doesn't happen here too... As a matter of fact - I have a sister that was one of those chasing women! I know your words ring true! I'm not sure I would have been able to do your job though! Nope.... I'm pretty darned sure I couldn't! LOL!

    Jeanette said...

    Gday Gattina.
    OHH I have heard of a few cases like that, but now the girls chase the rich get rejected then sue get lots of Dollars then go to the next conquest and on and on it goes.Pookie looks so comfortable with her cuppa. Pleased you like my Birds specially the Kookaburra Lol. Have a great weekend, Jen.

    FRIDAY'S CHILD said...

    Pookie looks so proud of himself. Good he doesn't ask for a cup of coffee too. Spoiled huh?
    Your image below made me smile.
    Thanks for the visit.

    Angelo said...

    Wow Gattina talk about going above and beyond the call of duty.... can't believe you had to do all that as a sales assistant! Funny story, but kinda sad too for all those females, but you're right they should've known better! Pookie looks so soft and comfy on the soft bed, is that catnip tea? Happy Weekend!

    Frances said...

    You ought to write a play about that.
    Love the kitty and her tea.
    Thanks for stopping in at mine,

    Celfyddydau said...

    Wow, he would not get away with treating you like that now. As for those girls he was with!

    Like the joke at the bottom. Sorry you had a hard time reading my blog yesterday. I've changed the colour on it and am busy designing a new layout.

    Irish Church Lady :) said...

    Wow! I admire you being able to do that job. I don't think I would be able to do that. You were worth your weight in gold to him!!!

    TopChamp said...

    Hello Gattina - glad to see you today x

    I can't imagine coping with 4 mistresses! That must take some doing... Where did he find the time?!

    Sunflower said...

    Wow, you always some interesting stories! and the funny cartoons too:-)

    Thanks for stopping by my Sunflower blog!Welcome back any time.

    Have a nice weekend!

    I will Exercise for Comments!

    Forty Paws said...

    Hi Gattina! Thanks for visiting the Forty Paws! If you want a few more, we can send you some of ours!!!

    We'll add you to our blogroll!

    Luf, Us

    Maribeth said...

    Oh I just love that cartoon! LOL! So right!

    Crazy Working Mom said...

    *LOL* Now THAT'S funny stuff! :)

    AMAZING GRACIE said...

    You are too much! You have such funny stories to tell! I'd get them all mixed up and there'd really be heck to pay.