12/08/2017
Since most of the headlines these days seem to be about sexual harassment I thought I'd mention my own experience. A few years ago the Packman was shooting some videos at General Mills that involved the company's cereal mascots. Everything seemed to go just fine until we finished. Now I've never trusted that Trix Rabbit. I've always thought his slogan of "Trix are for kids" had some nefarious meaning. So I stay away from him. But just as we were ready to strike the set, Lucky the Leprechaun approached me to ask if we could get a photo together. Now I'm not the type to be star-struck by cereal icons but, trying to be a good sport, I agreed. After a couple poses suddenly Lucky gets all "handsy." From the photo you can see him giving the "thumbs up" while his right hand is, well, where it shouldn't be. I was trying to fight him off with my left hand while holding the video camera with my right. My expression in the photo is that I was happy to be there but, in truth, I was mortified. Afraid that I would be blackballed from the video business I've kept quiet until today. Over the years I've had nightmares about that shoot -- waking up in cold sweats yelling "I'm cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs." I've also been known to break down in tears when walking down the grocery store cereal aisle. But after years of self-analysis I think I'm pretty much over it. I forgive although I'll never forget. I'll be okay as long as that leprechaun never comes up to me and says "Hey, Packman, feeling Lucky?" Nope. Not now, not ever, never.