why didn’t you scream bloody murder when he locked the door
I’m alive and well today so I think I handled the insane sex harrassment of the 70s pretty well. I’m assuming that you are much younger than me and did not live through that period in the urban jungle of NYC. I could be wrong, of course.
One of my favorite musicals “How to Succeed in Business without Really Trying” features the immortal song “A Secretary is Not a Toy.” Sums up the entire rotten period.