Trump's dressing down of an assertive, skilled woman is a very public example of what still happens all too often at work. Let's just drop "nice" from our vocabulary when assessing the competence of the women we work with.
It's hard to be an American woman. One must be smart but not too smart, outspoken but only to a point, successful but only so successful. One must be NICE at all times. Then I moved to Israel. Imagine the culture shock.
The nice girls, they finish last too. And I'm not talking about the nice girls who look like something out of "People of Walmart." I'm talking about the good girls who people look at and say, "Jesus, why are they single?"
How did I get to be such a doormat? When did I develop such a deep-rooted fear of offending others? What caused me to place other people's needs ahead of my own? What did I think would happen if (horror of horrors) I were to actually displease someone?