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The Weirdest Sexual Assault

TW; Sexual Assault

By Noelle WPublished 6 years ago 8 min read
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Growing up, I was always assumed to be a lesbian by my friends, classmates, and people I didn't even know. I'm really not sure why or how I gave off the vibe that I was lesbian, because I happen to be a very straight woman! I don't know if the fact that people thought I was a lesbian is why guys never did hit on me, or if I seemed intimidating by some means? I'm still really unsure of the whole thing. But guys never did try and flirt with me or ask me out, which I was completely fine with! However, I did get the occasional weird dude saying weird stuff to me. When I got a job working at Chipotle, I discovered a whole new world of weird ass dudes.

His name was Reid Pigeon, and at first getting to know him, he was super rad. He always would sing Disney songs or make a movie reference that I would get and I thought, man this dude gets it. However, one day I got off of work at the same time he did, and went home, showered and got cozy for the rest of the day. I then received a message on facebook from Reid, telling me he likes to partake in a "cool art thing" where he takes people's pictures and turns them into animals of their choosing. Thinking it was kind of weird, but also yet amusing, I thought I'd play along; and that is where my poor, innocent dumb ass went wrong...

He asked me to send him a good picture of my face and I did, thinking okay no problem. Then asked me what kind of animal I wanted to be, which of course, I said a sloth. He kind of was hesitant, asking if I was sure I wanted to be a sloth, and not a cute little snow leopard (his words).

"Nope, I wanna be a sloth!" I argued. So he obliged and said he would do it, only then to turn it around and start asking questions about what animal HE should be. I said either a giraffe or a golden retriever... and he agreed golden retriever. He then proceeded with very detailed questions, asking me if he should be in an excited pose, should his tongue be out, should he be wagging his tail, etc,. and finally asked me if he should be "unsheathed."

My innocent mind thought he meant unsheathing a weapon... like a dog in armor, pulling out a sword of some sort. I don't know why my mind went to this, but it did. So I said "haha! yeah! that would be great!!!" getting a mental image of this man as a DOG in DOG ARMOR. I was so amused. He then asked, "Really? you really want to see that?" And I said of course I do! To which he replied, "You want to see me with my canine cock out?"

My heart DROPPED into my BUTT as I read that, thinking.... what the hell is wrong with this guy. No. Unsheathed as in...unsheathing a weapon, right? Nope, silly me! Of course I freaked out and said "no" repeatedly and then just brushed it off. I felt so embarrassed and disgusting. He then kind of just laughed it off and started talking about this really fancy camera he had and would love to take pictures of me out in the woods, but I had to wear a skin tight tank top and super short shorts.

Yep. And that's where I was like, COOL GOTTA GO BYE. Called my sister, and freaked out to her about it over the phone. At the time, I wish I had been more stern and told him what a freaking pervert he was, but of course I just made a joke of it and laughed so I wouldn't hurt his feelings, and I so regret that. Fast forward, I quit Chipotle to go home in Texas for Christmas and stayed there for about a month or so. Before I had left, and right after I quit, Reid messaged me again.

A good maybe month or two had passed since that whole thing had happened, and during that time I told my managers about it. I was told they sat him down, told him they knew what he said and was doing, and that if he kept on, he would be terminated. But he never did get fired.

So anyways, he messaged me again about a week before I head home for Texas. He wishes me well on my journey home, and ends up apologizing for the "naked animal talk" (his words). Me, being the stupid "I don't wanna hurt your feelings" kind of girl, said it was totally fine and that I was kind of looking forward to seeing what I looked like as a sloth, but he had to go and make it weird. And he IMMEDIATELY jumped back on the band wagon and asked me to send him more pictures and he'd make it right now. I didn't send him anymore and just kind of left the messages on read cause he was creeping me out again. I keep ignoring his messages when he sends me one that says, "here's that rear angle I was telling you about" (mind you, I don't remember ever talking about a rear angle with him) and then sends me a naked picture of his ASS, I mean this man is buck ass nude, on all fours, and is taking a picture of his literal naked butt. Oh and the best part is, he added a digital dog tail riiiight where his anus would be. But thank god he had the decency to crappily censor out his dick and balls!!! I was of course left in SHOCK and did not reply. I practically threw my phone across the room and my heart started pounding again, feeling absolutely freaking disgusting that I had just seen what he sent me. He ended up messaging again and was like, "Oops sorry was that too much again?" Wow, really? You think so? No freaking joke??? He then goes on to send me a picture of a random girl he edited to look like a sloth, which I'm like?? okay? cool? thanks for that? And then sends more of this half naked girl he edited to make into a coy fish/mermaid. Sent me the picture he edited and the unedited picture of this literal half naked stranger girl. I'm not sure how the conversation ended, but I'm sure it was with me ignoring him.

So Christmas comes and goes, and I'm on a flight back to South Carolina in January. My then boyfriend (now husband) and I decided we officially wanted to move to Texas to live, and that we needed to start making money and saving up as fast as we can. An old coworker from Chipotle and I met for coffee one day and she let me know that my manager would love to hire me again, so I go for it and eventually start working at Chipotle again. Right before I started though, I met with my manager there and told him everything that had happened with Reid and how uncomfortable I was with him, seeing as he still had his job perfectly secured there. When I told my manager, he pretty much just started laughing to the point of tears, which I totally get! It's a hilariously terrible awkward thing that happened, and I get that it can be funny! So he said, "Don't worry, I'm not gonna let anything like that happen" so I'm like, cool. I can go back to work and not be bothered by this absolute freaking pervert! Then come to find out when I got my schedule, I was literally scheduled to work with Reid every. Single. Shift. That I had. Confused and pretty hurt by everything, I was forced to work side by side with this man and pretend like I didn't see an actual picture of his ass—pretend that everything he said to me didn't happen—put on a fake smile and fake laugh and get over it. Nobody cared.

So yeah, I'm kind of mentally scarred by the whole thing, but it's just a joke to everybody else.

I made good friends with a girl there that had told me Reid had tried to get her to send him pictures too. So it definitely wasn't just me and I'm sure there are still plenty of girls he tries this with. And the best part? Even though my manager knew plain as day what he did and everything he said to me, Reid still got a manager position. Isn't that just lovely? Doesn't that just go to show that management doesn't give a flying shit about you?

I go all my life without being flirted with and if this is how guys flirt with girls nowadays, then I do not care to live on this nasty perverted planet anymore!!! I know that I will probably never get justice with this or feel better about it. I had even messaged the head boss of Chipotle and the whole ordeal. She messaged me back saying something like "I did not know this was happening but I assure you I will handle it tomorrow." Then come found out a week later from my coworker, she had gotten fired so nothing was ever done about it, and all of the managers there know about Reid's fetish and how he acts on them to his coworkers and now employees.

So! Needless to say, Reid sucks. Chipotle sucks. I thought my manager was cool, but he kind of sucks, too. Thanks for nothing. :)

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Noelle W

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