The Harvey Weinstein Women Are Not Alone

WARNING: Sensitive Adult Subject Matter
Women are coming out of the woodwork telling stories of their sexual harassment by Harvey Weinstein. Allegedly, one starlet who Harvey met later in life was asked by him, “Did I try anything with you before?” This is the most telling part of the story. It implies that he made these advancements so often and regularly that he could not possible remember them all.  
The sad part of these allegations is that most women kept quiet when it happened allowing him to go on to allegedly harass women for years. It is understandable that young and aspiring actresses did not want to be black balled in the industry by one of the most powerful men around. They were somewhat powerless alone, but together they have credibility.
Actresses and women in entertainment are not the only women who face these kind of situations. Back in the dark ages of the eighties I was a traveling sales person. I covered five states and spent many hours driving in my company car visiting clients. Due to my good track record one day my boss asked me if I would take a new hire out on the road with me and spend three days training him how to do his job. It was a plum role to be asked to train so I agreed to take the man, about ten years my senior, on the road.
I went to the headquarters in New Jersey to pick him up and we headed south to Delaware to visit some of my best customers, the credit card banks headquartered there. I can’t remember this guys name, just that he was very tall and very talkative, not a terrible trait for a salesman.
After visiting three or four clients in the middle of the day we headed south to go to Dover where we would be staying. It was late fall and the sun was setting as I was driving down a fairly rural road. Although I have blocked his name out of my mind I have not forgotten how the conversation went on this drive. I was explaining how the company liked you to report your travel expenses and which receipts you absolutely had to have. Out of the blue this guy sitting in the passenger seat of my car says, “I’m really good at eating P#&$@.” 
What the hell? I stopped the car on the side of the road by a gas station and in my most loud commanding voice told him, “Get out.” Thankfully he did. He was more than a little surprised by my abruptness, but not as surprised as I was by his boldness in the first place.
The second he was out of the car I peeled off leaving him in the dust, without his belongings or even his coat. I drove about five miles down the road to a store with a payphone where I stopped to call my boss. I told him what happened and where I left the jerk he had hired. Thankfully my boss supported me and told me I had done the right thing.  
I continued on my trip keeping my appointments I had. My boss drove down to Dover the next morning to get they guy’s belonging from me. He told me he had been fired and thanked me for finding out we had a bad hire so quickly. That was the last time anyone at work ever talked about it. I feel guilty that I did not talk to other women about this story at the time. I know I was lucky that this is how the story went, but if women don’t bring these stories to light some scummy men will keep trying stuff like this.