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My message to BrewDog Waterloo management is this: anyone who feels comfortable serving a fascist is not someone who should work in a modern, inclusive space. Today, three brave women finally get to tell their stories of what their life at BrewDog Waterloo was like. I started working at BrewDog Waterloo in November , I had just turned 19 and I thought the place looked really cool with the slide and everything.
There was another guy working at BrewDog Waterloo who was about years old - the same age as my stepmom - who was quite nice to me when I first started there. He was quite flirty, quite hand on shoulder. It was quite weird - if I was a year-old man I wouldn't act like that towards someone so much younger. He invited me to his house a couple of times and kept asking for my phone number.
It will be fine. I told some co-workers that I felt nervous around him and asked them how I was supposed to reject him without it feeling awkward. A woman who had been working at BrewDog Waterloo from the start reported him to management and I had to speak to them about it. It was just a two-minute conversation. I thought this was going to be sorted but he denied it. I thought it would be a positive change, but it felt like they brushed it under the carpet and they told me to get on with my work.
Instead [of reprimanding him] the management I think told him what I had said which is not appropriate at all. He then came up to me the next shift and I already felt awkward from what went before. I was frozen with fear. It was very, very, uncomfortable. I tried to talk to him but he seemed so annoyed and angry.
