Undercover Auditor In A Miniskirt

Summary

It took five rounds of brutal interviews and swallowing a twenty-thousand-dollar pay cut just to secure an offer at this firm.

Yet, during my very first morning stand-up, the sales director looked me up and down and told me to go home and change.

"Female account reps wear skirts," he said, leaning against the edge of the mahogany conference table with his arms folded. "Hemlines must fall at least four inches above the knee. It’s an unwritten department tradition."

I glanced around the glass-walled room. The other women were staring down at their legal pads, their spines rigid, gazes glued…