Tag Archives: Workplace

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We are recruiting for a new position in my department. My boss handed me a pile of applications to sift through, looked me square in the eye and said “I don’t want any mothers!” (I am a mother).

bloublou

My supervisor during my traineeship told me twice just for laughs that he brought me here to clean windows.My traineeship has nothing to do with cleaning.

anon

On my school’s robotics team the team leader said that I could not work on the robot because “You are a girl”. I was distraught and angry, how could something like this happen to me in the year 2016? Some people have lessened his words to a joke, but that statement, no matter how “meaningless” was easily the shittiest thing that has ever happened to me.

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When I told my male co-worker that I was about to leave to a customer meeting outside our office, he wondered whether anyone would notice if he’d go and sniff my office chair after I’d left.

Isabella

I went to a careers fair with my school and I was going around the different stalls with a group of five female friends. We arrived at an engineering stall and the man at it completely ignored all six of us, only interacting with to the single boy who was standing there with us.

E.

Hi, I’m a Telecom Engineer, I’m Italian and I’m 30th years old. During the university period I was good at studying and I worked hardly to reach good results. But when I took high marks for exams, most of my friends laughed, and told me that it was just because of my good-looking. No credit for the effort then, just for my boobs and my smile. Well, I finished university and I had a lot of job interviews. During these interviews the HRs asked my not many about my technical and scientific knowledge. Instead, they asked if I wanted to have a family, what if I had to choose between job and family, and even if I was engaged, if I lived together with my boyfriend, how long and if it was something serious. Sounds terrible, right? I started working for a big telecom company as engineer. I worked a lot using the phone to talk with colleagues. Nobody took me seriously and every time I answered the phone I had to explain that I was the network engineer and not the secretary. It was often impossible to explain this concept to the technicians who spoke with me: sometimes I had to give up and call some male colleague. When they finally understood that I was actually the engineer, then they began to insult me. At best, instead of insulting me, they invited me for a date. Good. Once a colleague told me these exact words: you want to be a “2.0 female”, but your place is just behind the stove, changing diapers, and that’s just the way it is. You cannot change the reality. Ok, I cannot change the reality, but anyway I changed job. Now, the situation is pretty good, but I’m still the only girl in my office and I have no family. After years, when I go to job meetings, when I meet my colleagues even from other countries, we are always very few girls. Very few. What if I really cannot change the reality? What if it’s true?

Marie

I had been working there for 1 year. That man, Georges, was only part-time at the office…around 60 years old. I did not know him very well, but some of my female co-workers had already talked about him staring at their breasts and that sort of things. One day, I was at the photocopier, in the hall, and he got behind me. I noticed him, but made no case. Strangely, I knew something was going to happen and I was wondering what. First thing I knew, he was slapping my bum (gently) with a rolled up sheet of paper, saying “Good morning!”. I turned around, my face burning with anger and said loud enough for everybody in the hall to hear: “Not too self-conscious, this morning, Mr. Georges, are you?” He muttered something and kept his head down. No one around looked like they were aware of what had happened. Everything carried on as usual. But I was proud of myself and made sure to tell my story to each of my co-workers who had a similar experience with that man. I no longer work there. Hope Georges reviewed his old-fashioned way to consider and treat women. But what’s important is the strength I gained.

Cassie

After multiple comments from a colleague about my ‘arse’ when I bend over in the shop to put stock away I finally brought it up with my manager and a couple of other members of staff. ‘Oh, but that’s just Matt, you get used to it’ was the response I got from each of them. Why should I have to get used to that kind of thing?

Janis

After Med School a man become a doctor. A woman become “nurse! Hey nurse!!! Harry up! So rude you didn’t answer at First!”, or “sorry miss, where is the doctor? Oh, you?! I expected a man”. 8 times over 10, even if I’m interviewing them, I’m in doctors room, I’m wearing a white coat with “DOCTOR” in Italia, that’s what happens.