I think I'd just force a smile for the purpose of job-related photos to at least get me past the first hurdle. Beyond that, it's weird. As a woman I've spent my life being told, "Smile love! It might ever happen!" by irritating men on the street. When I am smiling, work colleagues say, "What are you so bloody happy about?"

So it seems we can't win.

Susie Kearley 🐹 Guinea pig slave
Susie Kearley 🐹 Guinea pig slave

Written by Susie Kearley 🐹 Guinea pig slave

Freelance journalist UK. Published in BBC Countryfile, The Mirror, Britain mag etc. Covers writing, health, psychology, memoir, current affairs, & environment.

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