I was working for an older gentleman who, when he found out I was gay, started making uncomfortable advances.
I was making a simple brochure for him, but he kept making small amends and demanding that we meet in person for every revision.
Me: Hi there, sorry but I can’t make this meeting too long. I have to meet MY PARTNER this afternoon.
Note the “subtle hint.”
Client: Oh not a problem, I just wanted to fit this in – no pun intended! Haha!
Me: (forcing awkward laughter) Ha ha. Well, I think you’ll be happy with these amends.
Client: Oh that looks much better, thank you! Beautiful results from a beautiful man!
Me: Thank you, that’s very kind.
I faked receiving a text.
Me: Oh, that’s my PARTNER. Is there anything else I can do you for before I go?
I shouldn’t have asked.
Client: It’s perfect, send me the print version as soon as you can. I’m on vacation next week in my Spanish Villa. Lounging in my pool and hot tub all alone, alas. I wish I had some company to keep me from getting bored.
Me: (ignoring the obvious subtext) Have fun!
A week later I get an email from the client. It contained several photos of him topless lounging near his pool. No subject line, no context or subject, sent to me directly.
A few minutes later:
Client: Sorry! I meant to send those to someone else.