I had a boss who would walk around the cubicle farm giving shoulder massages to us programmers. He was male, we were all male. It wasn’t sexual, it was just his way of exerting dominance, like how cats use grooming sometimes. I finally started yelling “ow, fuck!” whenever he would do it to me. He never did it again, not to me or anybody else in the office.
I had a boss who would walk around the cubicle farm giving shoulder massages to us programmers. He was male, we were all male. It wasn’t sexual, it was just his way of exerting dominance, like how cats use grooming sometimes. I finally started yelling “ow, fuck!” whenever he would do it to me. He never did it again, not to me or anybody else in the office.