Posted on 11/29/2005 12:38:34 PM PST by Millee
Attractive people may sometimes have a leg up in climbing corporate ladders. But sexy presentation on its own can work against women who are already well up the ladder.
In a new study, men and women where shown videos of a businesswoman discussing her backgrounds and hobbies. In different tests, she played the part of either a receptionist or a manager. And in one round she wore flat shoes, slacks, and a turtleneck, all considered typical professional attire. In the other, she donned high-heels, a tight skirt, and a low-cut blouse.
The test subjects rated the businesswoman on competence and guessed at her college GPA and the quality of her Alma Mater.
The sexy outfit didn't affect their assessment of the receptionist. But the sexy manager was viewed as less competent.
"A female manager whose appearance emphasized her sexiness elicited less positive emotions, more negative emotions, and perceptions of less competence on a subjective rating scale and less intelligence on an objective scale," the researchers write in the December issue of Psychology of Women Quarterly. "Although various media directed toward women encourage women to emphasize their sex appeal, our results suggest that women in high status occupations may have to resist this siren call to obtain the respect of their co-workers."
The research was led by Peter Glick, a professor of Psychology at Lawrence University in Appleton, Wisconsin.
But ya made an effort!
I made an effort?
Cooking spagetti and the buzzer goes off, and I told it to shut the f*ck up.
I am no SUSIE HOMEMAKER.
Busy.
Those durned people I work for have been making me show up for work.
That's bad enough, but they actually expect me to work.
I didn't sign up for that!
Really has put a dent in my campaign. Another dent was when I found out it was kissing babies, not babes.
The wife didn't take that well so we better keep it quite!!
So, how you doin'?
OMG would you STOP!!! Dang girl........I've now spewed Diet Pepsi on my lovely 21" monitor no fewer than THREE times because of you!!!!!
Yowzah...........now yer talkin'..........
LC and I have some funny squirrel stories from back at our old stomping grounds.
We would often play chess together and while doing so, they would come right up to us and beg for food as you would expect a dog to do. I've had them actually crawl into the chip bag while I was holding it.
Good times, good friend.
Pretty standard around my home.
We tell the power company that they wouldn't dare shut our power off. They usually time it just right to make the spagetti come out perfect. Break out a candle and a bottle of wine.
That's living!
where do you work?
I have no windows where I work. If it's sunny, the UPS guy tells me. If it's raining, all the Fedex stuff is wet.
Work sucks, changed my screen name, eh... life.
Mother trained me to have a cook. It's obvious. Now my mother in law sends me cookbooks EVERY CHRISTMAS. I've been married 25 years. It's hopeless.
How come?
How come what?
never be so courteous to the "ton-weights"...
1. the view would probably be lethal
2. the ladder is liable to fail
3. if she falls on you, they'll never be able to retrieve your body, save by C-section.
wow... 4 hours 20 minutes later, and this image is still here... ;)
SPEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWW!!!
We have similar mother in laws.
We draw names for Chrstmas gifts. Every year I get golf stuff. The spending limit is about $25.00. I get a bag of tees and a two dollar bumper sticker.
If one were to know me on FR they would prolly check the gun threads before the golf threads. That is if there are any golf threads.
I have been married 20 years and some things are hopeless!
;<)
ROFL!
sorry, Eaker. No golf threads on this website.
How's your straight iron?
mother in laws...what a trip.
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