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Then he turned to the HR officer.
“Who gave them access to the original approval history?”
She looked confused.
“I thought we were supposed to delete those after payroll closed.”
Nobody spoke.
The supervisor stared at her. And suddenly, we weren’t just asking why our overtime hadn’t been paid.
We were asking why records proving it had been approved were supposed to disappear.
Me: “Why was my overtime removed from my payslip?”
HR: “Your manager marked those hours as part of your normal schedule.”
Me: “I have emails showing I worked until 11 p.m.”
HR: “Then your manager needs to correct the records.”
Me: “He told me to contact HR.”
HR: “We can’t change anything without his approval.”
Me: “So the person who assigned me the work also decides whether I get paid for it?”
HR: “That’s our process.”
A colleague beside me interrupted.
Colleague: “The same thing happened to me last month.”
Another employee turned around.
Employee: “Wait. Mine too.”
We compared our payslips. Three different employees, three different managers, the same missing overtime.
HR called the payroll supervisor.
Supervisor: “There appears to be a discrepancy. We’ll investigate.”
Me: “Were our overtime hours approved before they were removed?”
He hesitated.
Supervisor: “Yes.”
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My girlfriend told me he started crying as he explained this to her.
Imagine being in so much pain that you have to choose between enduring it and facing memories of someone you would give anything to see one more time.
Have you ever lost something or someone whose absence still finds a way to hurt you in the most unexpected moments?
My girlfriend is a dentist, and two days ago she told me about a male patient who refused to let her treat him.
He came in with severe tooth pain, but when he realised it was a woman, he asked if a male dentist could see him instead.
She told him another dentist was available, but he would have to wait longer for an appointment.
He said he didn’t mind waiting.
Yesterday, he returned. The pain had become unbearable, and he finally agreed to let her treat him.
Before starting, my girlfriend asked him why he had been so determined to avoid a female dentist.
Something in his expression shifted before telling her that his mother had been a dentist, too. Whenever he had a toothache as a child, she would sit him in her chair and treat him herself.
He lost her in a car accident months ago.
He explained that he wasn’t uncomfortable with female dentists. He was afraid of being reminded of his mother in a place where he used to feel safest with her…
الناس على إنستجرام عايشين كأنهم في كوكب تاني؛ سفر طول الوقت ومطاعم غالية ومحدش فيهم بيشتغل.
إنما هنا على تويتر تحس إنك في حي شعبي؛ ناس عليهم ديون وناس عاطلين وناس بيتخانقوا مع بعض وناس بيقبضوا الحد الأدنى للأجور
When I was 12, my parents hired a private tutor for me, who always show me adults content after classes.
After our lessons, she would sometimes watch pornography on her laptop.
I didn't understand what I was seeing. One afternoon, I stayed behind to find out whether she would get angry if she noticed me watching.
Instead, she smiled.
Tutor: “You haven't gone home yet?”
Me: “I wanted to see what you were watching.”
She looked at the screen, then back at me.
Tutor: “You're curious, aren't you?”
I nodded.
Me: “What is it?”
Tutor: “Something you shouldn't be watching at your age.”
But instead of closing the laptop and sending me home, she let me stay and watch.
I was only 12. I didn't understand what I was being exposed to or how inappropriate her behaviour was.
After that day, I started thinking about things I had never thought about before. I became curious and eventually began searching for adult content on my parents' phone.
One evening, my father caught me.
He snatched the phone from my hand and stared at the screen.
Dad: “What on earth are you watching?”
I froze.
Me: “Nothing, Dad.”
Dad: “Don't lie to me! Where did you learn about this?”
I kept my head down.
Dad: “Look at me when I'm talking to you. Who showed you these things?”
I was too frightened to answer.
He sat beside me and lowered his voice.
Dad: “I'm not asking you to protect anyone. I need to know who introduced you to this.”
After a long silence, I finally whispered:
Me: “My lesson teacher.”
My father's expression changed.
Dad: “Your tutor?”
I nodded.
He stood up, picked up his car keys, and said:
Dad: “Get your shoes. We're going to see her.”
I had no idea what was about to happen.