Think. Who is the scariest woman you can conjure? Does she have snakes writhing from her head? Razor eyes and sharpened teeth? Or is she in practical pumps and a power suit?
For the Financial Times' Lucy Kellaway it is the latter. The columnist confessed in a piece on Sunday, "My successful female friends have started to scare me." Her successful male friends (see: pudgy, balding), on the other hand, produce nothing but warm fuzzies.