rSlash - r/Bestof Sleep with Me, or YOU'RE FIRED!

Episode Date: October 26, 2024

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I'm a 31 year old woman and I've been in my new department for just over a month. My direct supervisor, Levi, took an immediate interest in me and started coaching me on how to excel in the business world. It was incredible. All of his insight, advice, I readily was able to see it changing my life for the better. He asked me to work weekend overtime with him after the first week. And of course, I was eager to oblige. That Saturday was when he first started explicitly talking about his former sexual experiences. He was very chill about it and I wanted to be chill too so I participated. After that day, he kept suggesting that we drink some brews together,

at my place. I finally conceded and invited him over where we talked about work and yep, more intercourse. He got me a quasi promotion at work. In his words, the best he could do so others wouldn't get jealous. And after a couple of weeks, he invited himself over again. He told me I had better drink three beers this time, and if he had more than three, then I'd be in trouble. Well fam, you guessed it. He came over, drank beer, and then told me to stand up and turn around, told me how incredible I look, and how I'm a Ferrari and I just need the right driver in the seat. Fortunately, somehow, he left before texting me asking to test drive the Ferrari. He told me he wants to teach me how to separate my emotions from work, and how he wouldn't

want my emotions to get in how he wouldn't want my emotions to get in the way of a promotion. Of course, he had to call me for that last part because he just hates texting. He told me that he had to teach me how to separate emotions and have a good time so that I could fly in my career because you have so much potential. I can't believe this happened, but it happened. I'm so shook right now that I don't know what to do other than to show up tomorrow and pretend like nothing happened. Business as usual. He said that he's getting promoted to be out of state in the next few weeks, so hopefully

that's not a lie too. I'm just so unbelievably shook that the nightmare of a male boss using a woman's career against her for intercourse actually happened to me. I've heard so many stories, but I never thought. Then four months later, OP posted an update. I ultimately decided not to report him because based on the way that he talked about our director, I thought they would take his side instead of mine. Everyone kept telling me that HR is here to protect the company, not you, and I was on

the bottom of the totem pole. So I went back to work every day and acted like nothing happened. Two days after he had come over, I sent him a long text as a form of documentation, detailing back to him what he had said to me over the phone, and I said that I didn't want either of us to risk our careers, so it would be best to avoid all sexual talk altogether. I also told him that I wasn't sexually attracted to him and therefore had no interest in passionately hugging him. He had told me time and time again that he always gets the yes, so I didn't want him to have any wiggle room for further manipulation. After about a month, he got an interim promotion as manager in our department at a different

campus about 30 minutes away. It was a huge relief, which also opened up his position, which I immediately applied for. I was a shoe-in for his old position, and all the leadership knew it. The director, David, scheduled an interview for me, inviting every manager of each location to be on the panel, including Levi. Regardless, the interview went well and I felt very confident. The next day, Friday at 5pm, David called me at home. He added my manager, Linda, to the call and then said, there's no easy way to ask this, but I got

an anonymous tip. Have you ever been in any form of relationship with Levi? I was shocked! I hadn't told a soul, which meant Levi did. I figured the cat was out of the bag, and I'd done nothing wrong, so I ended up telling David and Linda everything. They were both shocked and disgusted. Linda was so angry she couldn't speak. David was so disgusted he said

he wanted to go take a shower. I felt so much validation and it was completely unexpected. David ended up telling me that the anonymous tip was very close to my story but had some key differences. Apparently the person who made the tip made it against me claiming that I was sleeping with Levi to get promoted. I'm still disgusted by that. David asked me to write him an email detailing what I said over the phone, including attachments of all my documentation, and he would take it to HR. The investigation started pretty swiftly.

The next Wednesday, the HR investigator called me to interview me and spent an hour and fifteen minutes on the phone with me. He said that the absence of witnesses was unfortunate, but that my documentation was solid. While waiting for HR to complete the investigation, David was incredibly supportive. I couldn't believe it. His character was completely different than how Levi had described him, which of course now makes sense.

David assured me that he never went against HR's recommendation, so he was going to wait for the investigation to be completed, then follow up with me. Two days later, on Friday, Linda called me into her office. And it was done! David had fired Levi! Levi was gone! Completely! He turned in his keys and was banished from our establishment forever and he was gone. I threw up my arms and loudly cheered, a reaction that surprised even me.

The immediate sense of relief was overwhelming. I never again had to fear him showing up out of the blue, talking nonsense about getting me promoted when the CEO of the company told David himself that he should promote me. And now, four months after this horrible ordeal began, I now sit in Levi's old chair at his old desk with my name now programmed into his old phone. The position that he vacated is mine and he doesn't even have a job. F that guy!

Ladies, it's worth the risk to speak out. Ultimately, in retrospect, I wish I'd gone to an authoritative figure I trusted who would take it to HR for me. I know now that the CEO would have 100% had my back, including other people in other departments. I was afraid to be buried, so I didn't do it myself. But had I confided in someone I trusted to not let it rest, I think it would have been okay. Regardless, justice has been done. Levi lost out on a 150,000 job just because he wanted to get laid. What an effing idiot. OP, congrats on the promotion. Maybe you could buy yourself a Ferrari.

Our next reddit post is from r slash off my chest. I have a friend who's vegetarian and she's very entitled. She believes that her money is hers and my money is ours. I love sharing food with friends. I eat almost exclusively family style, but I hate sharing food with this friend because she doesn't share food with me. To avoid confrontation, I've started exclusively ordering meat items whenever we eat together. Recently we went out to eat and I ordered chili cheese fries and I added steak. My friend interjected and asked if we could get the steak on the side so that we could

share. The waiter was like, sure, and I kinda just stared blankly, silently fuming. But then when the fries came, I immediately dumped all the steak on the fries and started mixing it up. She was like, wait! And I said, oh whoops, sorry, and continued eating. She said that she would have ordered more food if we weren't sharing and I said, well then order it. But she didn't because she was trying to save money. She ate her sad salad and kind of passive aggressively said, man, I wish I had some fries with this too. I ignored the tone and just responded cheerily, you should get some, they're good. Hopefully she gets the hint soon. Down in the comments, people are asking OP why she doesn't just set boundaries and OP explains, Yeah, there have been multiple attempts at boundary setting in the past, all the way since when we

were little. That's when I learned that most people would rather keep the peace by placating the dramatic person rather than hold the dramatic person accountable. She's manipulative. There was a whole issue at prom where she didn't pay her share for the limo. The kid who did pay wouldn't let her on and she cried. Then the kid's parents felt bad and covered for her and made the kid apologize. She always has a sob story. She's always the victim. I've even offered to help her apply for a job in the past where I work as a busser because I too thought that she just needed help. But then my eyes were opened. She said to my face, I could never bus tables.

Is there a host position open? Then two months later, OP posted an update. Another instance happened that was the catalyst for me, but I didn't make a dramatic show of anything. I just slowly stopped going on outings where Mooch was invited. All of my friends seemed to think that the Mooch isn't that bad, so they weren't really wanting to ice her out for me, which is totally understandable. But unfortunately, that means that I stopped hanging out with most of my friends.

That is, until last week. My friends had planned a short spring break trip to Mexico. I didn't go because Mooch was invited. I even warned them that Mooch was going to make it miserable, but no one listens to me. And shocker to everyone except for me, the trip was awful. She didn't pay for a single thing. She still owes people for her portion of the Airbnb and gas money for the drive.

Additionally, she had a sour mood anytime plans didn't go her way. For example, the group wanted to visit the markets, but Mooch wanted to go rent a boat. Majority rules and they go to the market, but Mooch has a giant frown and makes sure everyone is aware that she's having a bad time. One night, everyone went clubbing. She got tired and wanted to go home, but no one wanted to go home with her. She was waiting around with her giant frown, clearly wanting someone to leave with her so that she didn't have to pay for her Uber.

She finally orders an Uber for herself, and after the Uber arrives, two girls decide that they actually are tired too so they take the Uber with her. She had the audacity to Venmo request the money for the Uber after having not paid for anything else the entire trip. And one of the girls that she Venmo requested was the one that paid for the Airbnb that still had not paid her back for. The girl who paid for the Airbnb immediately starts a group chat with a couple of people on the trip and me with my favorite thing to hear. OMG, OP, you were right! Then I got to sit back and

just watch as everyone word vomits to me everything terrible that happened on the trip. So it sounds like these five people plus, are done with her. Not sure how the rest of the group feels, but at least I have 5 people I can hang out with regularly again. Down in the comments we have this short story from Wish to Conquer Pain. Ah, I had a friend just like Mooch back in high school. On my birthday she wanted to go to a specific place because she had a coupon for a buy one get one meal. Guess who got to buy the meal?

Our next reddit post comes from r slash relationship advice. I'm a 29 year old woman and I moved to the US 7 years ago as a grad school student from Indonesia. I met my boyfriend who's 30 a few months after I moved and we've been together ever since. My boyfriend is a US citizen. After I graduated, we had a serious discussion about where our relationship was headed. I made it very clear that I wanted to eventually get married and have children. My boyfriend echoed the sentiments. I remember asking him if he saw that happening with me because I didn't want to be in a

relationship with no future. He told me that he loved me and that we were definitely headed in that direction. As of last week, we've been dating for 7 years. We've occasionally talked about marriage, but we were both busy with our respective careers so the timing didn't seem quite right. However, recently my company announced that there's a chance that my department's work will be outsourced. I am a temporary worker so this means that I need to start looking for a job ASAP if

I want to continue staying in the US. Last week, during our anniversary, I brought this up. I asked him if he thought that it was the right time to think about getting married, as this will also help with sorting out my visa issues. He looked like he was about to vomit. After much prodding, he confessed that he wasn't planning on us getting married before I was able to get a green card. I was incredibly confused because he'd never mentioned this before. His reason was that he didn't want to be used as a

visa mule, his words, not mine, and that he wanted to make sure that I married him because I loved him and not because it was a ticket to getting to stay in the US, which can only happen when I get a green card. It took me a while to process what he said and I asked him if he'd be okay to move to Indonesia with me, which he wasn't. I did not react well and ended up leaving because I couldn't deal with what just happened. I'm still in disbelief. I started dating him because he was the kindest, most thoughtful, and generous man that I'd met.

But now I feel like I wasted seven years. While the visa issues are certainly a problem, I didn't date him with the intention of making him my safety net. I can't believe that even after nearly a decade together, he doesn't know what kind of person I am. I feel like this relationship is possibly over and it hurts so much." Then a few days later, OP posted an update. I took a few days to collect myself and then reached out to him wanting to talk. He agreed. It turns out that he had been insecure about

earning less than I did for a while. Apparently, his friends had been poking fun at our relationship calling me the sugar mommy because I took care of most of the expenses. He never told me this until now. He apparently didn't feel like an equal because our pay differed so much and he started feeling that I was only with him as a quick way to get a green card to the US. I was speechless. I couldn't believe that his friends gaslighted him into doubting our relationship. I reminded him how he had supported me when I was in grad school, like getting me groceries when I had little money to spare, allowing me to stay with him rent free in my last year of grad

school to help me minimize expenses so I didn't have to take out a loan and letting me use his cars when I was attending interviews. I told him that he did these things because he loved me and me taking on the majority of household expenses since I started working is my way of paying him back for all the things that he did for me back then. He said that he gets what I'm saying, but also that he didn't expect me to start earning more than him straight off the bat. I asked if there was any chance he'd consider going to couples therapy, and he declined because he didn't think that he was being unreasonable. He said that he wanted to be the provider in a relationship and that he didn't feel like one in

ours. So there's no going back from this unless I quit my job and found another that paid substantially less, which is not going to happen. Well long story short, we broke up. His family is in disbelief. They were hoping that he would propose soon. I have moved into an AirBnB for now. Then OP posts a short update. My company offered me a similar role in a different department.

However, this is based out of France and there's a small decrease in pay. I've always dreamed about living in Europe and I've accepted this offer. I've signed the relocation agreement and I'll move there in the next 8 to 12 weeks. Wow, what an idiot. One thing that's surprising to me is how similar this story is to my personal story because I dated an immigrant to the US and early on in the relationship, she was making substantially more than me and yeah, she paid most of the bills. But you know, we put in the time and the work and the love and now, you know, I make the money and I support her

and you know, we're happy together. I support her and, and you know, we're happy together. So it's a shame that this guy threw away a seven year relationship that honestly seemed to be really loving just because he needs to have a big pee pee in front of his guy friends. Huh? That was our slash best of Redditor updates and if you like this content, be sure to follow my podcast because I put out new Reddit podcast episodes every single day.