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Mahtab: I graduated from the journalism faculty. Few months after my graduation, I got a job but my salary was less than what I was imagining. A man who was my boss’s bother recommended me to join his office. As I was running out of money, I approved his offer.<\/p>\n
At the very beginning, it seemed that he was very kind to me. He kept praising my attractiveness saying that my personality was impressive. One day he handed me a contract form which I had to fill. Reading the form, I realized that my proposed salary was surprisingly high and I could not believe to earn such high salary.<\/p>\n
Enthusiastic and surprised, I wanted to sign the contract from; my new boss excused me saying that “you are paid this salary in exchange of cohabiting with me”. “You have to be with me”, he said. Listening to him, I got shocked for few minutes and the world got completely dark for me. Immediately after that moment, I put the pen on table and left his office. After that, for a long time, I was completely depressed and then the very thinking about job was terribly shocking for me.<\/p>\n
Nahid<\/strong>: Though, I was a newly graduated and ran out of work experience in journalism, I applied for a post in a broadcasting center. Yet, before I go through test and interview, the manager appointed me as a journalist. They allocated me a specific and large amount of salary.<\/p>\n During the next days, my boss kept visiting my office increasingly and most often he bothered himself calling me to his office. After some time, at a night he called me. “You have to come to my office as fast as possible”, he told me on phone. “We will talk about a significant job contract”, he added. Attending his call, I directly headed to his office.<\/p>\n The minute I reached to his office, he gently bothered himself sitting next to me. Immediately after that moment, I realized that I had committed a terrible mistake visiting him in his office at night. As my boss began talking to me, I excused him saying that my father was waiting outside the office for me. Having cut his words off, I immediately left his office and rushed to the door to escape. On the next day, I left my job for ever.<\/p>\n Safora<\/strong>: I was a graduated engineer. But due to dominancy of men in offices, I never dare to work in the atmosphere dominated by them. Not to be hurt, I decided to find job in an atmosphere where I could feel comfortable and easy. Thus, I applied for some vacant post in a number of ministries.<\/p>\n Having applied for a post in a ministry, I waited to be called for interview. As days passed a man called me. He told me that I had been nominated for the post. “You have to come to office for registering your name”, he told me. Which office, I asked him in response. Not mentioning the title of ministry he asked me to visit him at an anonymous place. “It is must for you”, he stressed.<\/p>\n Having heard his words, I realized that he wanted to trap me somewhere to apply his desirous will. Witnessing this, I turned my mobile off. By the next days, he called me to visit him in his office. This multiplied my fear of working in governmental offices. “It is much nice to remain unemployed than being humiliated every day”, Safora said s<\/a>adly.<\/p>\n ENDS <\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Mahtab: I graduated from the journalism faculty. Few months after my graduation, I got a job but my salary was less than what I was imagining. A man who was my boss\u2019s bother recommended me to join his office. As I was running out of money, I approved his <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":81977,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[80],"tags":[93],"class_list":["post-81976","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-society","tag-english"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/swn.af\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/81976","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/swn.af\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/swn.af\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/swn.af\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/swn.af\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=81976"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/swn.af\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/81976\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/swn.af\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/81977"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/swn.af\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=81976"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/swn.af\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=81976"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/swn.af\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=81976"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}<\/p>\n