In December 2017 I started my internship in the European Parliament.
In the first days of my new appointment, I got into the elevator and inside was a man I did not know.
He looked at me up and down and then proceeded to tell me that there weren’t many beautiful women in the European Parliament, and that since I was new I should take the opportunity to “taste his pancakes”.
I looked at him, quite stunned by what I had just heard him say. He didn’t seem to care about my obvious discomfort and kept getting closer and closer to me. He then told me that “pancakes should be eaten in the morning” and that I should absolutely taste them in his place.
I was so stunned, I could not find it within myself to reply. I was paralyzed with fear.
Luckily, the elevator doors opened just at this moment and I dashed out of the doors, even if it was not the level I planned to get out on. I just wanted to get out of there.