I worked for a finance company out of high school (mid 90's). The boss was a older dude, married. Real creepster. The office was in Cambridge on hespeler road, and he would spend all of his free time (and office time) at the strip club there down the street. He was dating (paying) strippers and getting up to all kinds of nasty business. He would always be sharing his stories of conquest with everyone in the office. I remember for sales incentives, he would give everyone a checkmark for a sale (that directly benefited his pocket) and at the end of the week, or whenever he felt like it, he would translate the checks into drinks at the strip club. So he would take us staff out to a strip club in the afternoon to sit and drink and chat with these dancers.
It was just so normalized.
But after a year or so of this, it started to get creepier and creepier. Then he hired a young woman that was kind of a friend of the office. Well, eventually he grabbed her one night out in the parking lot and kissed her/groped her. When I found out the next day, I dropped a dime to HR and they were down there so quick interviewing EVERYONE. He was sent home that day during the investigation. He was gone by the end of the day. I still remember the HR lady asking me for direct examples and I repeated one of this clowns famous stories that would make a sailor blush.
When I think back on it, I still can't believe it was real. It was so outlandish. If I had of been a few years older, that guy would have been gone on day one. But 21 years old, no idea of a working life...you just roll with it.
