I love watching people. I can do it for hours. I wonder who
they are, where they have come from and whether they’re happy. Whatever comes
to mind really. It was the start of the working day so there were lots of
people coming and (not so much) going. You do see all sorts of odd things. The
café is in a sort of atrium and the two or three floors of the building border
on the atrium with a balcony. One woman had clearly left her pass behind. No
problem – just call your friend who comes to the second floor balcony and drops
her card over the edge. Problem solved!! Great security.
But as I watched some more I noticed something rather
interesting. The women were all, to a woman, dressed well. Their hair was carefully
coiffed, their shoes were lovely, they wore clothes that they had chosen with
obvious care. The men on the other hand were – well – scruffy. Not quite to a
man, but almost. Sneakers, jeans and t-shirts. Many hadn’t bothered to shave
possibly because they think that two days’ stubble looks cool. I think that if
I were a woman the last thing I would want to do would be to snuggle up to two
days of stubble!
Maybe these men think old t-shirts and sneakers are cool
office wear. Perhaps they’re trying to do the bohemian thing but I think that
went out in the early 1960s. I couldn't quite work this out. Were the women
completing with one another? They couldn’t possibly have been dressing to
impress their male work colleagues who I suspect probably wouldn’t even have noticed
the effort that they were making. I sort of worried (not a lot – it’s more that
it crossed my mind) that these women were completing with one another. If they
are then that’s a great shame.
At the end of the meeting, as we were leaving, I mentioned
to J (their project manager of the work they’re doing for us) that I had
noticed how well dressed the women were and how poorly dressed were the men.
She commented that there was some discussion about whether it was OK for women
to wear sneakers.
I couldn’t get this out of my mind as I travelled back home.
What on earth is going on here? Are these women intimidated in some way to
dress so beautifully? And is the cultural taboo on sneakers a consequence of
that intimidation? How does this come about? I don’t know the answer to these
questions. Maybe no one does.
But I ended up forming a view that the men were the problem
here. The women were dressing presumably as they wished (possibly not) but the
men just weren’t dressing at all. They were just scruffy and I ended up
wondering if they really cared. Was there some male arrogance here that needs
to be squashed out of my gender before the glass ceiling gets smashed?
Maybe I am an old fart. I am old fart. But I will be
straightening up my act. It’s about respect I think – not so much to women (or
at least one’s co-workers) but respect for the job you do, the difference you
make and the value you place on your contribution.
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