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249 pages, Kindle Edition
First published June 18, 2024
In my own experience and that of many women, tending to the emotional state of our male bosses—be it with smiles, a sympathetic ear, or the indulging of their humor—wasn’t listed in our job description, but it was expected of us nonetheless. It was a playful, sensitive, feminine kind of companionship, and a defining element of our daily drudge. It introduced itself bit by bit, increasingly pushing boundaries, making us ever more vulnerable and in some cases priming us for abuse.
To laugh at a sexual encounter is to confirm its insignificance. Years later, I would talk about Charlie’s advances with a similar self-deprecating humor to a couple of my close friends. I needed to acknowledge what was going on, and the only way I knew how was to ignore the darker elements of my story, as well as all the times I had cried alone, and to instead frame things in terms of a pervy old broadcaster I comically found myself putting up with.
I’d given far too much to my professional pursuit to open myself up to an even uglier story. And if I felt that way, a year into an internship that was landing me a job early in my career, what about the woman who’s spent the entirety of her adulthood in pursuit of becoming a cardiac surgeon and finally completed her fifteen years of required medical training? Or the lawyer whose career objective was set when he first cracked open an LSAT prep book, then went $200,000 into law school debt, then landed the prized clerkship, yet still had to rely on a family friend’s connections to get his foot in the door at an elite law firm? Or what about pretty much anyone who has stayed an exhausting, thankless course on their career path, holding out because they’re finally within reach of the job title they believe will justify all the personal sacrifices they’ve made along the way? Within this larger picture of personal dedication and drudgery, professional misconduct registers as insignificant and certainly not worth the risk of speaking out about. This is how workism becomes more than an ethos: it can be a sunk cost to which we are so firmly anchored that we would never consider stirring the waters.
"Rudin's office was an extreme, but it was also the perfect distillation of toughness as accolade--our culture's conflation of suffering that is senseless, demeaning, or exploitative with virtues like discipline, ambition, and commitment. This worship of toughness drives our complicity. In a neoliberal, patriarchal society likes [sic] ours, professional cruelty and exploitation offer a means to validation and deservedness while disproportionately burdening those with an additional need to prove their place, such as women and people of color. It's a reality made only more severe by the centrality of work to our own identities. We see weakness as nothing less than an existential threat."