I came across an article yesterday entitled ‘I got my job with my looks, I kept it because I was good at my job’. I had a good look at the writer and while her face was ordinary, her body was the kind that men admire and women envy.
Alicia (not her real name) knew that with limited education and no business experience, her chances of finding a job were slim to none. Oh, she could work in a coffee shop, become a waitress in a bar, or work as a checkout girl in a supermarket, but Alicia had set her sights a little higher. She wanted an office job. A job where she could sit down, a job where she could wear nice outfits, a job that earned her respect. So, she came up with a plan.
Knowing that employers research job candidates online, and that their go-to place is Facebook, she put a few photos of herself on her Facebook page.
She posed in a skimpy black bikini, a long sheer white shirt draped around her shoulders, billowing in the breeze as she stepped out of the ocean.
In another photo she was wearing the same black bikini, minus the white shirt.
In a few others she showed off her ample bosom in various Victoria Secret lingerie, striking seductive poses.
So much for women’s liberation, ladies. We might fight for equal rights but then a little trollop like that comes along and blows us out of the water.
Her plan worked like a charm. When she send her unimpressive resume to company XXX, it took only hours for the manager who needed an assistant to invite her for an interview. She was hired on the spot.
Given the fact that Alicia had no skills to speak of an no practical experience, I wondered how good she could be at her job and what that job was. Was she good at her desk, was she good at the manager’s desk, or was she good under his desk?
Alicia is far from the only one. Marion said more or less the same thing. In a blog post she wrote she stated ‘I was promoted because I was good at my job and being a woman didn’t hurt.’ Hm, exactly what kind of job was she so good at?
Many years ago, job applicants were permitted to attached a photographs to their resume. When it was found that older and less attractive people were discriminated against, photos were no longer allowed.
While at first this seemed like a good idea, precious time was wasted. All sorts of people showed up for interviews only to be discarded based on age and looks. Here and there companies were happy to hire older staff, but the majority preferred young, beautiful puppets. I witnessed this first hand while working for a marketing firm. One of the managers needed a personal assistant and instructed human resources to get him a temp.
The first temp that showed up was a very short and thick set woman with a tight perm and bottom of jam pot glasses. By lunch time she was let go.
The second temp was the complete opposite. A giant of a woman, with muscled arms and legs and a booming voice. After only one day she was gone too.
And then number three showed up. A pretty young thing, with long blond hair, clear blue eyes, a mouth like a cherry, and a body clad in a sheer linen blouse and a skirt the size of a broad belt. It was plain to see that she wore no bra.
Not only was she allowed to stay, by the end of the day the job was offered to her on a permanent basis.