Gone were the days of worrying about faculty meetings where senior faculty droned on, the days of following antiquated protocols and making sure she didn’t ruffle the feathers of senior faculty even if the faculty in question were verging on senility. The best of all, she was free from Dr. Parkhursts’s leering perusal of her and his occasional advances. She’d almost forgotten about the formal harassment complaint she’d filed until she received a call from the Human Resources Department with an update on the status—a most pointless update since nothing had changed. They were still ‘investigating.’ Ivy experienced a flash of bitterness, wondering if they actually were even bothering to investigate anything.
With a mental shake, she tried to bring herself back to the moment, half-listening w
