


In my early 20s, when I first started in television as a researcher, one female boss in her late 30s would regularly invite me over for dinner after a long day in the office. This isn’t the first time such paranoia has gripped the women around me. Yet I’m happily married, and have been for the past four years. The friend pointed out she is shorter, heavier and older than me.Īnd, according to our mutual friend, she is adamant that something could happen between her husband and me, ‘were the right circumstances in place’. It seems the only crime I’ve committed is not leaving the house with a bag over my head.She doesn’t like me, I discovered, because she views me as a threat. I approached a mutual friend and discreetly enquired if I’d made a faux pas. Yet this is someone whose sons have stayed at my house, and who has been welcomed into my home on countless occasions. Take last week, out walking the dogs a neighbour passed by in her car. Unfortunately women find nothing more annoying than someone else being the most attractive girl in a room. I work at mine - I don’t drink or smoke, I work out, even when I don’t feel like it, and very rarely succumb to chocolate. You’d think we women would applaud each other for taking pride in our appearances. Insecure female bosses have also barred me from promotions at work.Īnd most poignantly of all, not one girlfriend has ever asked me to be her bridesmaid. And it is not just jealous wives who have frozen me out of their lives.
