about PTSD and a fear reaction. I'm sure to outsiders it seems like overreaction. But until you've lived the hell I was in, there is no way to imagine. The 3 years of harassment was 7x24x365. A gang hanging around the front door calling obscenities at me when I came and went, a video camera in his living room trained on my car, a mirror on a pole out his a/c duct aimed at my bedroom window, porn slipped under my door, and intermittent pounding on his floor/my bedroom ceiling all night/every night because I wouldn't have sex with him.
Anyway, my manager didn't talk to him, although she said she could talk to him or his supervisor if I wished. At the time, nothing was happening with him directly; my concern was the coworker who was not accepting 'no' and kept giving me sales pitches and trying to get me to date him. My manager carefully didn't address that in my meeting with her, but did speak the to individual in question. And then 2 weeks later, he approached another person, and then another tbo, with each feeding him information and using the info he already had to try to get me to date him. It was just juvenile - like a bunch of giggly 12-year-olds on a playground -- and creepy. That phase seems to have stopped, and then he started trying to 'bump into' me in the hall.
Twice now, however, he has shown up to mop the lab while I was there alone with the tech who told him to leave me alone. In both those cases, he has ignored me.
So it just may now be a matter of time...I hope, anyway.