“Are You the Help?” the CEO’s Wife Asked — By Morning, I Was Calling the Board to Order

I interrupted. “She looked at a woman in a simple dress without obvious status symbols and her reflex was to assume I didn’t belong. That I was there to serve. That assumption didn’t come from nowhere.”

I looked at Gregory. “Last February, when we discussed VP of Product candidates, you called one woman ‘a quota candidate.’ Two months later, you joked continue reading …