Many years ago I worked in the world of retail fashion. It was the 2000s and the city streets were full of boutiques and designer concept stores. Our jobs were about glamour and style, attentive service and making every woman feel like a celebrity. And you know what? I loved my job. I wandered around all day in evening wear and high heels (mandatory) and lived for this job that bought me joy. Was it deep and life-changing? Ah. No. Was it awesome fun? You betcha. Finally, I was offered a promotion. One I deserved. It wasn't long until I started hearing the whispers... “She only got the job because she looks good in the clothes” “Obviously being competent isn’t a job requirement” These comments should've shattered me,I  was young and these people were so much older than me. But sur