Thank you for sharing this.
I’ll never forget meeting with a male client when I lived abroad in a very conservative country. I was trying so hard to follow the appropriate cultural customs, to establish myself as a professional working with a man who had *never* worked with a woman. A couple of meetings later, he tried to propose marriage. Literally proposed to me to be his wife (well, one of his wives, since it was legal in that country to have 4). I was devastated and for a while, I thought it was something that *I* did. Was it my dress? Had I made too much eye contact? Should I have closed the door to my office when we met? What about the handshake that I offered? Did I give off the wrong sign? It took me a long time to realize that it wasn’t me. I wasn’t the guilty party.
I just wanted to “talk shop” and all he wanted was a new wife.