Not a girl

John was surprised the next applicant was not a young woman but a woman of more...experience. She was a tall willowy blonde who appeared to be in her 40s or so and gave off an air of confidence.

John walked up to her. "Welcome, I'm John. I'll be conducting your interview."

The woman stood up, she was just as tall as John. She took his hand. "Camila Huff."

"But I bet your friends call you 'Cami.'"

"Camila." She said with a stern look.

"Oh, of course. Take a seat." John and Camila sat. "Tell me about yourself."

"I started as a waitress at 17, worked up to hostess, got married young and had kids, became a restaurant manager, but tired of the hours so I obtained a degree in hotel management, and have worked in that for the past 10 years, and just got divorced and my last boss was a...sexist jerk, so here I am looking for a fresh start."

"'Sexist jerk'? How so?"

"He was always having golf games, football watching parties, and poker games for the management, and that's all guy stuff."

"Women can do those things," said John.

"Yes, women can do lots of things, but he knew what he was doing."

"Any kids?"

"Not that it's important, but yes. A son who just started college and a daughter who is in law school."

"My hotel will be a boutique hotel that will cater to men's fetishes."

"What?!" said Camila as she slid her chair back a bit. "Well, I don't think..."

"Just sit and listen to my offer," said John.

Camila found herself staying seated though part of her wanted to storm out.