#Workplace Retaliation

[010710s]

i haven’t even been working at this place for 3 weeks before the universe decided to thrust another attractive man in my presence…. about to bang my head into the goddamn wall

[infamousbrad]

I don't often get C-PTSD flashbacks from reading ProPublica news articles. I'm going to have to spend some time breathing deliberately and/or take a sleeping pill and go back to bed.

I'm autistic. Job hunting was hell for me at the best of times because I've never met a Human Resources employee who wasn't bigoted against the mentally ill. "You're perfectly qualified for the job, but I just don't think you'd be a good fit." So every job hunt I've ever had, even in boom times, has taken me a year or more to find someone who knew me, personally or professionally from a previous job, who had an opening and could pull rank on H.R. to get me in. And every job ended the same way: I got transferred to a disability-hostile manager ("it's not fair to everyone else if I treat you differently") and almost immediately fired. So threatening to fire me is only one step down from threatening to try to kill me.

And I've been threatened with being fired way more times than I've actually been fired. I'm a naturally scrupulous person, especially when safety issues are involved because I can't not worry, but also I know I'm really bad at telling when the people around me think the rules matter and when they don't (and worse at caring about their feelings about it being okay to break the rules this time). And I have long-since lost track of how many times I've been confronted with the choice:

Either commit a crime that puts people in danger ...

Or else we'll fire you, and you'll have to explain to every human resources department you apply at that you were fired for disobeying an order.

God, I hate this species. "I don't care if it's unsafe or illegal, I need it done." "Everybody cheats, if you don't cheat you can't make money." "We've gotten away with it before, it'll be fine." And "if other people die, they die; it's more important to get the job done." Fuck fuck fuck, I hate it. 'Cause it's real cheap of them to say when they're not going to be the one who gets hurt, isn't it? It's not like their families are going to get killed when (not if) a train derails, so who cares?

Some outlet I read (I think it was the WaPo?) did a long series about whistleblowing a little while back and concluded that most of us won't even say we want more whistleblowers, and most of the people who say they do don't mean it, certainly not when it comes to their own misdeeds. In one of the articles in the series, they cited moral foundations theory and suggested that that's because almost half of us rank "loyalty" above most or all other virtues. As in yes honesty and safety are virtues, but loyalty to your employer, your team, whatever is a more important virtue.

Fuck that. If I've let myself get peer pressured or tricked or bullied into doing something (or worse, ordering something) illegal and unsafe, I want subordinates who'll call me on my bullshit, hold me accountable. I need backup, everybody needs backup! Retaliate against whistleblowers? Fuck that noise; if I were in a position to hire, I'd offer extra to hire people who'd blown the whistle on misconduct to the point where they got fired for it -- I may not be able to trust them to "have my back" (which I don't even want when I'm in the wrong!) but I can trust them to tell the truth and protect others.

Obviously this means I've never worked in H.R. And it probably overlaps heavily with why my last real, professional employer finally told me I'd never make management. And shortly thereafter fired me. In a straight-up case of whistleblower retaliation. And then went so far as to lie to every potential employer I applied to that I was fired for "making terroristic threats," a straight-up frame-up that guaranteed that I'd never work in my industry again.

[captain-noir]

just got off a conference call with the fam and by fam i mean cousins and grandparents and great uncles all coz my baby sister (22) rang my mother up, in tears coz her bitch ass manager yelled at her in front of customers. murder was plotted. an entire smear campaign was launched. doxxing was considered. my brother is on his way to the shop with the intention to get her fired. madness. literally spent the last hour of my work in the toilet trying to talk various family members off the ledge.

[piercedbritt]

Even if you have to be taped down.

Please review Teamsters local 516

Article 37 for further questions.

[batemanofficial]

my employer: unfortunately you’re not qualified for this recognition that you’re uniquely qualified for :( better luck next time

me, with the osha whistleblower report website locked and loaded: i know something you don’t, i know something you’ll know real soon

[markmcole]

How to React When Wronged: Insights from an Ancient Proverb

In life, we all face moments when we are wronged. Whether it’s a harsh word from a colleague, an unjust decision at work, or a betrayal by a friend, the immediate instinct might be to seek revenge or retaliate. However, an ancient piece of wisdom offers a different perspective on how to respond in such situations: “Don’t say, ‘I will get even for this wrong.’ Wait for the Lord to handle the…

[hrconsultancy]

Uncovering Retaliation - How to Recognise Signs in Employee Complaints

[brandonbankslaw]

Understanding Whistleblower Protections in California: A Guide for Employees Seeking Justice

As a specialized employment law attorney in Oakland and San Francisco, we fight for the rights of employees throughout California. We offer expertise in addressing workplace misconduct, discrimination, and retaliation. If you're dealing with wrongful termination, harassment, or wage violations, we are your go-to source for representation. We stand committed to promoting workplace justice and ethical conduct. 

Whistleblower Protections in California: An In-Depth Analysis

California's strong legal framework offers robust protection for employees against workplace misconduct and discrimination. Our San Francisco-based whistleblower attorney champions the rights of workers in the San Francisco Bay Area and throughout the state. Defending whistleblower protections, we provide comprehensive legal counsel and representation to those who have experienced or witnessed wrongdoing at work. Whether you're reporting financial fraud, safety hazards, or other illicit activities, our legal services aim to hold employers accountable and maintain ethical, safe workplaces. 

Unpacking Whistleblower Protections in California

California is home to some of the nation's most robust whistleblower protection laws. These laws not only incentivize employees to report misconduct but also offer legal shields against retaliation. The California Whistleblower Protection Act, for instance, forbids employers from retaliating against employees who disclose suspected violations of state or federal statutes. This ensures that if you expose unethical or illegal behavior at your workplace, you're legally safeguarded from retaliatory actions by your employer. 

Types of Misconduct Covered by Whistleblower Protections

Whistleblower laws in California cover a broad spectrum of wrongdoing, including but not limited to financial fraud, safety infringements, environmental violations, and other illegal conduct. The bottom line is that if you observe any wrongdoing, you are empowered to speak up without fearing repercussions. 

Addressing Financial Fraud: A Stand Against Unethical Practices

Financial fraud is a grave matter that can adversely impact individuals and businesses. This could range from embezzlement and insider trading to financial statement manipulation. Thanks to California's whistleblower laws, employees who uncover such fraud can safely report it without facing retaliation. These laws not only hold perpetrators accountable but also serve to protect the financial well-being of employees and the general public. 

Safety Violations: Protecting Workers and the Public

Whistleblower protections in California extend to safety violations that could pose a risk to employees and the public. Whether it's non-compliance with safety regulations, ignoring hazardous conditions, or cost-cutting at the expense of safety, such violations can have dire consequences. The protections in place empower you to report unsafe conditions without the fear of retribution, thereby ensuring employers are held responsible for a safe work environment. 

In summary, whistleblower protections are vital because they not only protect employees but also serve public interest by encouraging the reporting of unlawful activities. Without such protections, employees might hesitate to speak up, putting everyone at risk. If you're an employee in Oakland, San Francisco, or anywhere in California seeking to exercise your rights, our employment law and whistleblower attorney is here to assist you. To know more about Oakland Whistleblower Attorney, visit our site https://www.brandonbankslaw.com/employment-law/

[mesrianilawgroup]

No Googling! I'll post the answer when the poll closes.

[iww-gnv]

Trouble is brewing in America's strip club capital, where dancers from one bar have been on strike for nearly four months as they attempt to become the second unionized strip club in the country. Most of the 33 strippers employed by Portland's Magic Tavern launched their strike on April 4, citing "dangerous working conditions," Willamette Week reported. "We’re fighting for basic safety and respect in the workplace, just like any other industry expects," Nyx, one of the dancers on strike, told the outlet. The dancers say a slew of safety concerns spurred the strike, ranging from a lack of security cameras, an unstable pole, unmarked and uneven stage flooring, the scent of gas and more. They accuse management of retaliating against dancers who complained, and naming an official club group chat "Anus Tarts."

[roadmpps54]

These are the bully’s from the job I quit, they won’t stop harassing me

[wettyres]

everyone who was suddenly an expert is fire safety and jewelry is all quiet now that lewis needs to keep his piercing in to prevent infection

its almost as if the dangers of having a piercing in the car is so small that the repeat infections are actually more dangerous to his health than that

which is what lewis was saying months ago!

[lichenes]

Disco Belgica

You and Joost work in an office in his early days as a musician. Enemies to lovers who?? what??

CW: haterperson and loverboy truly, toxic workplace behaviour

wc: 814

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You were Joost’s worst nightmare. He was plagued by you everywhere he went. It wasn’t helping that you were so fucking bright and cheerfull to everyone you met, yet when it came to him - he never got the same treatment. “Do you mind?” You said as you waved at him, your eyes and voice full of disdain. “What?” He answered. “You’re staring.” 

It happened more often than he’d like to admit, the constant surveillance made your stomach do flips. Joost has been working in the same office as you for a few months and, apparently, made it his purpose to drive you crazy. “I need you to go through these documents.” You dropped them onto his desk, his blue eyes drifted to your own. “What’s this?” His accent evident, the venom rolling deliciously off of his tongue. 

“Boss told me to give them to you I don’t know what they pertain to Klein.” You were about to turn on your heel and walk away but he called your name. “I didn’t tell you to use my name, did I?” You said making sure to convey as much hate in your tone as you could. “Jesus you’re such a pain in the ass.” You opted against retaliating his stupid remark and went back to your work. 

At the end of the day you were getting up to leave as one of your coworkers approached your desk. “Hey, Klein left this for you.” You looked at what appeared to be a folder with over 2 hours of work. “That motherf- this was supposed to be done by the end of the day! Did he tell you why he didn’t finish it?” You were fuming. “I’m not taking this home, it’s his job left unfinished.” 

Joost was just walking past the reception when you caught up to him and almost tripped him over (it was meant to be a tap on the shoulder). “Jesus, what the fuck?” The folder was shoved into his arms. “Don’t take me for a pushover, Klein. I’m not gonna do your fucking work.” Walking away you caught his face going red. 

God damnit. He hoped it wasn’t visible - although his pale complexion must’ve given it away. Truth be told he just liked fucking with you to rile you up to the point of breaking. Your authoritative side came out just when you were about to snap and he loved it. He did the remaining work in his house but couldn’t quite keep his mind off of you. 

The next day he dropped off the documents at the boss’ office and made a beeline towards the kitchen where you usually resided for the first few hours of the day. “I need to talk to you.” You raised your eyebrow. “No you don’t, save the apology for someone who cares Klein” He rolled his eyes. “Just- please?” You eyes widened when you heard him mutter the word, for the first time since you’ve known him. 

You stood up wordlessly and followed Joost to the desolated part of the office - a corridor mostly used for the cubby holes of the janitors and cleaning supplies. “What the fuck do you want.” He looked increasingly nervous with each passing second. You crossed your arms. “Cut the shit Klein. Come on, spit it out.” He straightened his back and pulled out a small packet of your favourite candies. 

“What is this?” “I just wanted to apologise properly. I don’t hate you and I wish you wouldn’t hate me too.” You were flabbergasted. Your hands fell to your sides. “Cat got you tongue?” He smiled at you for the first time since… ever, you realised. “H-How did you know I liked these?” You were starting to suspect he was stalking you. “It’s not anything bad! I just asked the only guy who you talk to. B-besides me…” His voice faltered a litte when he mentioned Alex.

You took the candies into your hand and quickly thanked him then walked away moved by his sudden change in attitude. 

The next day when you walked up to his desk he actually gave you a smile and you handed him a thank-you card. “I wasn’t sure what to give you so I went with the path of least resistance. It isn’t as thoughtful though…” He read the little annotation you wrote under the pre-written text. He smiled and proceeded to chit-chat the whole time you would spend in the kitchen. 

“So… you and Klein huh?” Said Alex jabbing your side. “It’s nothing like that… we’ve just gotten on better terms.” Your face got hotter. “Yeah, suuuure.” You were packing your things and just about to leave the office when he called your name and when you turned around he gave you a wave and a huge grin. Your heart started to beat faster and that’s when you felt and knew you were in big, big trouble. 

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[weaselle]

MARS INC., THE CANDY COMPANY, OWNS ALMOST ALL THE VETERINARY CLINICS IN THE US NOW, WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK

Mars Inc. started acquiring the large vet companies about 10 years ago, and now they own almost all of them. Not only that, but of course they are squeezing for money in situations that involve pet lives, which makes the vets and vet techs live in a high stress environment ...

here is from an article about what vets that work for them experience

------------------- "Interviews with veterinary professionals identified the parent company of VCA, Mars, Inc., as the greater source of their anguish. Ten employees who worked at Mars facilities across the country, many speaking anonymously due to concerns over retaliation, described how issues like understaffing and tensions between workers and management made a physically and emotionally taxing job increasingly untenable. Furthering this bitterness is the feeling among many workers that their love for animals has been exploited to push them to accept unbearable working conditions, often at the expense of their mental health.

Several workers said that conditions in their workplaces became so bad that they considered taking their own life. When they expressed to management that they had been experiencing suicidal ideation, these workers stated that their mental-health concerns were treated dismissively" _________________

Mars Inc. vet employees have actually been taking their own lives. And if Mars Inc. doesn't care about their lives, do we trust they care about our pets? This is the same company that has been before congress for continuing to buy chocolate from plantations they know use kidnapped slaves, many of them children. And now they control your pet's healthcare too.

here is a short that explains the acquisition of US vet companies by the candy conglomerate

[delirious-donna]

The Cat Who Got The Cream [Kuroo Tetsuro]

an: Kuroo deserves to be rewarded for everything he does to make you feel special, and nothing will stop you from worshipping him (there isn't a thing I wouldn't do for this man tbf)

pairing: Kuroo Tetsuro x female reader

warnings: oral sex, hand humping, just pure smut

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He tasted annoyingly good. Smoky whisky notes mixed perfectly with the slight cinnamon spice from the dessert you had not long shared. His taste tingled your tastebuds, your mouth salivating in anticipation whilst your patience was shredded down to bare threads.

Your mouth slanted in want and Kuroo deepened the kiss in retaliation. He licked at the swell of your bottom lip in a faux act of requesting permission, he knew from the way you squirmed against him that you were just as needy as he was. With a breathless chuckle, the wet muscle curled past your teeth to invade your mouth, stroking your tongue in slow, languid movements that had you moaning into the shared space.

The quiet of your bedroom room was broken only by the sinful mewls that crawled from your throat, matched in urgency by deep groans from Kuroo’s strong chest. Your fingers danced over the space covering his heart, delighting in how it was racing beneath your fingertips, in how he was flexing and pressing into your touch wherever he could reach. It made you smile against his mouth, the hot lust evident in the air that thickened overhead.

This was far from the first time you had been intimate, but it felt somehow different tonight, charged with electric potency of an animalistic breed. It was hotter than a bubbling spring and your skin reacted with the steady march of goosebumps as if a spider walked down your spine.

“Tetsu…” You whimpered, breaking for air and trembling from the lick of his tongue against the roof of your mouth which left a thin webbing of saliva connecting your lips.

“Mm. Need something, pretty girl?”

Long dextrous fingers roamed the plush of your thighs, pressing against your denim jeans and you could tell that he was close to laying you atop the cool unrumpled sheets, close to pinning you beneath his strong body and taking matters into his own hands. You could feel the thick length of his erection, the outline hot and heavy against his thigh. Deliberately, your hips undulated to allow your pelvis to meet it.

Kuroo bit back a hiss, warm hazel eyes flaring with crackling sparks when the seam of your zipper caught against him. The seat of your underwear was sticky with arousal, melding to the heat of your labia and the way you let his clothed cock press against you felt practically criminal. You needed him fiercely—so fierce that you felt the first tickle of tears build behind your eyes. Except… he was always taking care of you and your needs.

You had never met a man like the one holding you right now. Protective, caring, handsome as hell, and funny. A perfect package, and you counted your blessings every day that he had fallen into your life. Memories of breakfasts in bed, unexpected flowers delivered to your workplace and those sweet, lingering kisses placed longing against your forehead whenever he left for work rose like surging tides. They brought with them, a swell of confidence.

Tetsuro watched you with curiosity, you’d swear his ears would twitch like a cat if they could. Those pretty hazel eyes studied your expression with a shy smile, one that you were unaccustomed to. Along with the pink blush creeping slowly up the sides of his neck and dusting the tops of his cheeks, you purred at his reaction.

“Wanna make you feel good. You’ll let me, won’t you, baby? Gonna stretch out and let me show you my appreciation for once,” you cooed, ghosting your lips against the cut of his jaw. You fisted the front of his crisp shirt, pleading with wide eyes although you knew he would give you the world right now.

Kuroo looked divine laid out on your bed, an arm tucked behind his messy raven hair and the other reached out to pet at you. He watched you with hunger burning in his gaze. Long black lashes fanned against the apples of his cheeks, fluttering shut only to snap open again. He didn’t want to miss a second of your smaller hand wrapped so perfectly around his leaking cock. With each eager pump of your fist, the foreskin rolled back to reveal a hot red tip slick with precum dribbling out to cover your fingers and his aching shaft.

His mouth gaped when your tongue peeked out—pink and perfect—to drag from the weeping tip to the very base and up again on the other side. Intrigued by every little twitch, the quiver of his toned abdomen and the way the tendons in his neck strained, you wriggled in the space between his thighs. Stripped down to your underwear, a hand pressed to your sex to relieve the need for friction. Not only were you teasing him with candy licks, but you also worked yourself into a frenzy with messy strokes against your swollen clit.

A wet slurp rang out, clear and lewd. Saliva pooled in your mouth as you fed him deeper, drool lubricated his dick and clung to the stark veins that you tongued playfully, chest filling up with a puff of pride when he clutched your hair into a makeshift grip. Kuroo’s breathing fast became erratic, the rise and fall of his chest uneven and laboured but that only spurred you on you.  

“Oh, fuck—kitten. Slow… slow down,” he cried out, sounding out of breath and feverish.

Whilst you heard the concern lacing his request, born from his worry about you and your poor throat that you were slowly abusing with every inch you swallowed down, you refused to listen. You were simply addicted to the taste of him, drunk on his cock and drooling around him without a care. Where his mouth was warm and spicy, the heavy skin of his cock was musky with a tang of salt, uniquely masculine and you willingly gagged on him over and over.

His eyebrows pinched, a crinkle above his nose and he threw his head back against the pillows. It was impossible to keep his hips still, they rose unbidden to fuck your perfect little mouth. Slurring his words in between moans at the wet slick of your lips wrapped around him. The sight was heaven, lust-glazed eyes met yours as you lost yourself in the feel of him.

“Goddamn, sweetheart. Mm… taking me like a fuckin’ champ. That’s it, keep doing that!”

You cupped his heavy balls in your palm, huffing through your nose when he whimpered softly. Black spikes of hair fell into his eyes, perfectly dishevelled and coming apart by your mouth and hand. It sent pulses of pleasure shooting straight through your clit, explorative fingers jerking to a stop when you rutted shamelessly against your hand.

His orgasm was fast approaching, the swollen balls you rolled between fingers and thumb drawing tight to the base of his cock whilst the warm drip of pleasure built at the base of his spine. Kuroo gritted his teeth, determined not to spill down your throat yet. He had a request, one final thing he wanted to see again before he shot his creamy load into your mouth.

“Kitten, open up for me. Lemme see you swallow me down once more. Fuck… yeah, gonna turn that pink tongue of yours white.”

Your jaw slackened, releasing his cock and marvelling at the webbed saliva that strung between him and you. Licking through the mess, you grinned and pressed a wet slurping kiss to the salty pearls still escaping his slit.

“Fuck my mouth, Tetsuro… make me choke,” you begged hoarsely.

He didn’t need to be told twice. Kuroo guided you back to where he needed you most, a groan vibrating from his chest until it escaped through parted lips as you took him into the paradise of your mouth. The heat curled around him, tongue lolling out when he lodged into the soft tissue of your throat. Drool seeped over the seam of his tight balls, the mess dripping to the sheets below moments before he lost himself to the suction and swallow of the muscles around his cock.

Hot ropes of cum painted the length of your throat, and you joined him in his orgasm. You fucked the ridge of your hand, wet moans gurgling around him, and he pulled you off enough to see the remaining spend collect on your tongue. A rough thumb wiped at the cum trying to escape your lips, moving it back inside whilst you blinked through blissed-out eyes.

“Uh uh. Swallow it all, baby. Can’t let it go to waste,” he chided affectionately.

“Gotta stop smiling like that, kitten. You look like the cat who got all the cream…”

How right he was.

[murkshade]

she is NOT beating the workplace retaliation allegations

softstar is from @dividedskiesrp :)