Here's yet another absolutely true story. Back when I employed people, some of my employees (both male and female) seem to have been sexually attracted to me for little or no other reason than the fact I was their employer. Today, I sometimes say that sort of attraction is for "the mystique of the boss". But here's the thing -- when it was happening to me, I never caught onto it.
That is, the idea anyone would be sexually attracted to me was not something on my radar because I somehow had formed the notion that bosses were for most everyone a natural turn-off. So, I always failed to correctly interpret the signals that people were sometimes giving me. Signals they were sexually interested in me.
For instance, I had a habit of conducting most business meetings while everyone was standing up because I believed that was a practical way to help make meetings short. And I at one time employed a drop-dead, knock-out gorgeous young woman who was majoring in design and whose art was already on permanent display at the Museum of Tokyo despite that she was only 19 or 20 years old! Now, in meeting after meeting, that young woman would stand just to my side and behind me, and then press her breast into the back of my arm.
I noticed it the first time she did it, of course, and every time thereafter, but I totally misinterpreted her gesture. Instead of thinking she meant something by it, I thought she did it because she somehow was unaware that her breast was squished against me! I even asked my wife, in total innocence, if it was typical of young women to not be aware of what their breasts were touching. Of course, my wife just looked at me like I was an alien from Jupiter.
Even when that same young woman made a made a more straight forward pass at me, I still didn't pick up her meaning. I was too firmly set in my notion that bosses are turn offs to see things her way.
In hindsight these days, I can recognize that a small number of people made passes at me back when I employed people. Yet, I never once at the time figured out those passes for what they were. It seems to me that my ideas about what should be the case can overwhelm what is the case. At any rate, that's my story and every word of it is true.
