Sexually Harass Much?

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New York State Assemblyman Dennis Gabryszak resigned his seat this weekend after pressure in regard to the sexual harassment claims levied by a number of people who worked with him on a daily basis.

Isn't that a kick in the nuts?

And a lot of time when you hear about these types of stories you might be tempted to think:

"Geez, he was just joking around."

Yet there certainly is a fine line to dance across, and when you're consistently stepping back and forth across that line than you probably need not be in a place of position over those you are guiding.

Right?

Many of the women making the claims are people who were working directly for the guy. They claim to have been the subject of lewd advances, difficult choices and juvenile comments.

Don't these politicians have something to do during the day other than cause problems?

It's weird, but most people don't have time for such nonsense during the course of their work days. People in the trenches who are actually doing work don't have all day to work up plans to abuse their staff.

I am usually doing all sorts of things on a typical work day with my mind on just finishing things up in time so I can watch Judge Judy without aggravation.

I know that my beautiful wife has trouble just getting her ten-minute break in every day.

Yet this joker can walk around the office sticking his finger in the butts of his unsuspecting staff?

All right, maybe he didn't do that, but it sounds like that, right?

And I'm not quite sure what an assemblyman is supposed to do, but it certainly sounds like fun.

Fancy restaurants, saunas, jacuzzi baths.

Didn't he have a bill to not read?

Weren't there taxes that needed to be raised on the working slobs who get up, battle through...

...and try to just get a ten-minute break.

Good luck, dude.

I'm sure the wife and kids are going to grow weary listening to your repeated denials and the people who were out to get you.

Wal-Mart is hiring.

Perhaps you should've voted for that minimum wage increase.

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