The year is 2050 AD. I wake up at 5:00 AM and prepare to leave for my corporate job. The mailman is delivering mail. I avert my eyes so as not to disquiet him with my higher social class. I get stuck in traffic. A group of plus-sized women are protesting thinness in the road. Car horns were removed years ago because they were intimidating to pedestrians. Eventually they tire themselves out, and I make it to work 10 minutes late. I am lectured about how further disturbances will result in a re-evaluation of what I bring to this company. I notice my other co-worker, Jennifer, walk in a few minutes after me. She greets the other women, who make up 90% of the office staff following a recent diversity campaign to ensure no woman feels uncomfortable in a toxic male environment. “Hello, Jennifer,” I say. She stares at me coldly then whispers something to the receptionist. I am working on an important deadline when I receive an e-mail marked URGENT. It says to meet with Sally from HR over some concerning behavior. I enter the HR office. Sally is downing a diet coke. “Hello. What is the concern about?” I ask. She sighs, then says, “It has come to my attention that you made one of our female employees uncomfortable. She informed us that you spoke to her without consent despite a clear power imbalance. Based on our policy of believing all misogynistic harassment claims, we have decided to terminate you.”
