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Not so much a glass ceiling as glass jell-O

From Shanley:

And then there’s the women who never say anything at all about it, ever. They sit in their six-figure jobs with their good health insurance, surrounded by white men. They will probably never be managers or executives, victims of what is less a glass ceiling than a glass jell-O in which the ambitions and advancement of women exist in a suspended animation.

(Shanley, Women in Tech for the Patriarchy.)

The glass jell-O is the perfect metaphor for what has happened to me for the last fifteen years. It's not that I wanted to be an executive or even a manager. It's that, with every new assignment, every new client, every single new person, I have to prove, again, that I am not a beginner.



Oct. 20th, 2013 02:20 am (UTC)
I was even harassed by a lesbian (my boss) when I was working in the library in college. I tried to report that, but because she was both high up and a lesbian, the school wouldn't touch it. But it was the last time I ever had to deal with a situation like that, thank God.