Years ago there were three of us up for interview.
The first girl came out and said ' He told me he couldn't resist a pretty face' I think the job is mine.
The second girl came out and said ' He loves my long shapely legs' so it's between me and you pretty face.
I went in and he told me I was the only one who knew what coercion meant. I said does this mean I don't have a pretty face or shapely legs. When he laughed out loud I knew the job was mine.
I went for my first teaching job, only one there. Waiting outside the head teacher's office a window cleaner asked me if I was in detention, I must have looked way too young.