A new senior partner started at work today. Her name’s Jo and she’s the first woman the company’s ever had in that position. They’d told us about her a while back, and about how they wanted to be more inclusive, and I’d expected her to be some dowdy old accountant but she was probably not even forty and was wearing a nice top and grey skirt that made the rest of us girls in white blouses look distinctly ordinary.
I didn’t get to meet her but I caught myself pulling my blouse tightly shut when she was introduced to the office. I think I’m paranoid that she’ll work out I’m not wearing a bra any more, although it’s not exactly part of the office dress code so I’m not sure what she could do.