I’ve worked in IT sales for 26 years. I could tell you disgusting stories about any one of my employer companies and staff, but today I’ll describe 3 years working at a particular national IT company...
The only woman in a sales dept of 20 men (in my state).
The only woman in a sales team of 8. My boss would regularly comment on my outfits, my body, my hair cut. He would massage my shoulders.
He would make lewd jokes and comments about other women in our campfire meetings.
When I uncrossed and recrossed my legs during these meetings, all talk would stop so they could watch.
I had to dress pretty for the clients, which made being in the office very uncomfortable. I discovered pant suits.
When I was 25, I went to a job interview with the director of a small IT company in St Kilda, who insisted on meeting at his office at 6pm, outside work hours. As I walked in, the last employee was walking out, and I was left alone with the owner, a very large man of...
... about 6’5”, and easily quadruple my weight. We sat down together in the conference room, and at once I felt I was not in control of my situation.
He asked about my resume, and I explained that I had sent a fresh version to his receptionist earlier that afternoon, with...
...the additional information they had requested. I had called her immediately afterward, and she confirmed receipt of it.
Now, he flipped the papers in front of him this way and that, and said “this isn’t the right one”. I advised him that his receptionist *had* received the...