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“Report: Netflix Bans Employees from Looking at Each Other for More Than Five Seconds.” By now you have seen this news headline, or else not, it’s all the same to me, honestly, because I have got to clear the air as this was my idea and only my idea and also my only idea in my capacity as Netflix Executive Vice President of Sexual Harassment Curbation and Affairs. What a mouthful that is...

The idea was sound. I maintain even now that the idea – my idea – was and is as sound as sound could be. You’ll see what I mean. I am confident of this.

See, in i.t. you’ve got Bruce, and then in accounting you’ve got Rita with the pretty hose who always carries with her those mints, and she has dimples that look like my Aunt Stacy’s. If Bruce from i.t. is told he cannot stare at Rita from accounting, despite her very pretty hose, for more than five seconds at a go then it solves or rather it prevents a great many problems. Even though when I give a speech at staff meetings now, the crowd appears as though in the throes of a collective epileptic seizure as they look away from me at unsynchronized five-second intervals, it solves or rather it prevents a great many problems.

We thought we had it under control, that here we had outsmarted even the most clever and insidious of all possible of the world’s sexual harassers, when we heard a shout from Rita from accounting, who said to us, “Bruce from i.t. has stared at me in excess of five seconds!”

We ran to Bruce all together to grab him up and to enforce our new rule. Imagine our surprise when we saw Bruce sitting and eating a ham and mayonnaise sandwich and looking calm.

“We’ve got you, Bruce,” Nathan, who is Assistant Executive to the Vice President of Grabbing Up and Enforcing New Rules, said.

Bruce finished chewing his ham and mayonnaise sandwich. He said to us, “I did not stare at Rita from accounting for more than five seconds. I stared at her for two seconds, then I looked away for two seconds and looked back at her for three seconds before looking away again for two seconds and, finally, looking at her for an additional three full seconds. Now, admittedly, you might say this violates the spirit of the rule but it does not violate the letter of the rule. Furthermore, the only way Rita could ever have seen me stare at her for more than five seconds is if she herself stared at me for more than five seconds checking, and if that is what she is admitting to, then I insist here and now on lodging a formal complaint against Rita from accounting for violating the new rule.”

We were stumped.

There followed many meetings of Executive Assistants and Junior Vice Presidents and such during which most of us simply stared down at the conference room table just to be on the safe side.

The Official Timers idea was not mine.

In fact, in the days passed since those many meetings, every attendee of the meetings has officially and very publicly issued their own separate denial of having been the party who came up with the Official Timers idea and, since the minutes taker herself concerned herself during the meetings primarily with not watching any one speaker for too long, it is likely we will never know who it was who came up with the idea for the Official Timers.  

The Official Timers were empowered, in their official capacity, to look at other Netflix employees for six seconds but no longer. To determine whether others were following the five-second rule, you understand. Hardly had the Official Timers clocked in and we heard shouting.

“Theodore the Timer has been staring at me for seven seconds!” said Rita from accounting.

“Why don’t you just take a picture, Theodore?” said Lana from subscriptions.

“Now THAT is what I call binge watching!” said Maggie from public relations.

Theodore the Timer insisted he had not watched the women for more than his allotted six seconds. “Furthermore,” said Theodore, “the only way the women could ever have seen me stare at them for more than my allotted six seconds would be if they themselves-”

We cut him short. We’d heard this before.

Tragically, the seven-second Official Timers hired to time the six-second Official Timers fared no better. And on and on. By the time the fourteen-second Official Timers came on board to time the stares of the thirteen-second Official Timers, the notion was beginning to crack upon me that perhaps this entire plan of mine was unworkable from the start.

There was discussion at the meeting on Monday of bringing in optic scanners but I was not listening or not listening much. I sat back in my chair – sure it’s my signature move – and I closed my eyes and conjured up the pretty hose of Rita from accounting in my mind. I can call up this image at will and do. Like the muscle, the slight bulge of the muscle of her calf as she turns towards my desk and asks, “Harry, would you like a mint?”

I feel so protective of her and she does not know it yet but she is mine, in a way, or this image of her, in my dreams, is mine. It is for this reason that I’ll approve the optic scanner, in the end, to track how long which employees are looking where. I won’t stand anyone looking at my Rita from accounting. I will not tolerate sexual harassment.

O, Rita from accounting, Rita from accounting, this policy is for you. I do it all for you!

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  1. This is why I stay on night shift.

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    1. The place I work isn't netflix, but sometimes it feels like this. It's terrible when you see something about to happen and think, "Well, it's going to take 15 additional staff meetings to set up and announce the policy to address THIS!"

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  2. Let's hear it for mixed motives and over-zealous nitpickers!

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    1. I never do posts that are based on the week's headlines but the jokes here wrote themselves.

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  3. Well I can see that your reasoning was valid..... personally I try not to look at anyone at any time.....one doesn't want to be misunderstood. Between not knowing what it is politically correct to say (or think) and not knowing where to look...life is getting difficult.

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    1. Haha... My social anxiety is the reason i don't make eye contact very often, but it turns out that's just as well.

      I think sexual harassment is a real problem in the workplace but some of the attempted solutions, um, might be a swing and a miss.

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  4. Is there a carve-out for those employees who go to extreme lengths to be, uh, noticeable? I mean don't all of the hours of effort that go into the upkeep of that shiny metallic green hair warrant seven or eight seconds of stare-time? Perhaps a shiny metallic green hair only staring rule could be implemented, and the microsecond a starer's gaze dropped from the hair to the shoulders it was resting on the clock could then be restarted?

    -Doug in Oakland

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    1. That's right. Really obvious new tattoos? Facial piercings?

      Or serious bodily injuries?:
      9-1-1 operator: Sir, do you see anything physically wrong with your co-worker who is having trouble breathing? Any injuries?
      Caller: I don't know! I can't look at him for long enough to tell!

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    2. Are you by chance missing a bottle of Coca-Cola? I ask because there is one in the door of our refrigerator that says "Harry" right on it, and I have no idea how it got there. Perhaps John or Jackie put it there, but why would they do that? I mean they don't usually go around misappropriating other people's belongings, so I'm sort of mystified as to how it got there or what to do with it...

      -Doug in Oakland

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    3. I was wondering where my coke went.

      Be careful with it - I'm finding tiny claw holes popped in a lot of bottles around my house.

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  5. I'm having a really good day today, and I didn't think anything I might encounter could increase the smile on my face. But this made me laugh aloud (in turn causing several co-workers to stare at me for more than five seconds, which made laugh even harder). Bravo!

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    1. I am glad, especially because that doesn't seem to be the consensus about this particular post, which has been garnered quite a few page views but almost no comments. If one or two people get it and laugh, then I'll still count this as a success!

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  6. Harry, this is just delicious.

    And just so you know, I was starting at Rita and others. But not because I wanted to violate the 5-seconds rule, but to search for anyone that might be looking at your Rita from accounting. Because they should know that your Rita is only yours. And, of course, her pretty hose, too. Probably.

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    1. Thanks. Just doing my part to make this a safer world for everyone. But especially Rita, even if she is only vaguely aware I exist.

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  7. Would comment but am laughing too much!!!!!

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    1. It just reminded me of little kids: "Teacher, Bruce is staring at me!"

      Except, you know, there hasn't been a kid named Bruce for several decades.

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  8. I'm laughing too! LOL! This was a great read Harry! We will all look after Rita for you! :)

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    1. Thanks, Stacy. I hope this post makes it clear that if everyone will leave her to me, then sexual harassment in the workplace will be no more.

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  9. I'll keep my eye on lovely Rita, but never for more than five seconds because of my respect for you. It's a guy thing.

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    1. Thank you, Jono. It's sort of hard for me to believe that the 5-second rule wasn't something I just made up for the blog post. But it wasn't. That should maybe make me happy at the absurdity of it all.

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  10. President of Grabbing Up and Enforcing New Rules - unfortunately we already have that guy in office now.
    I had not heard of this dumbest rule ever. I do like Bruce's logic.
    I gather it's Rita's legs that draws the longer stares. Depending on the proximity, you could stare at the legs and just say you were looking at the floor. Actually, I complaint I had heard in the past was a woman telling a man to look up at her face when talking to her. Not her breasts.

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    1. I just stare at my hands most of the time as though I'm autistic and I rarely get complaints about ogling.

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  11. All that glancing is enough to make my head spin. Seems even more flirtatious than staring. I say ban the stockings. Then maybe "you", dear narrator, will suddenly find her less appealing.

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    1. I'm sure it's a problem with the clothes and not the guys looking at the women in the clothes. maybe they should stop by a committee every morning who can deem them appropriately unsexy enough for work.

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    2. Except on Casual Fridays, of course.

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