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  • I applied for a job as a contract editor with McGraw-Hill in Manhattan when I was very young. I did well in the interview but before it ended, my future manager told me that there were two of these positions and the other had already been given to a woman. Was I willing to have the same job as a woman? This was in the early 1960s but I was stunned anyway, and said, 'Of course' (losing face with him, no doubt).

    After almost a year, that woman and I had become friends as well as colleagues. Somehow, a conversation turned to the topic of salaries and I learned that I was making almost twice what she was.

    (Image from the TV series "Mad Men")
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