Olive’s printer was old. The ink cartridge was getting low.
Olive was out of a job, but was applying for jobs left, right and centre. She needed to print off her CV lots of times. She couldn’t afford a new cartridge.
It made the CV look shoddy. She sent out the applications nonetheless. The O in Olive looked like a C. Her name looked like Clive.
She got an interview!
She was highly qualified!
She went to the interview!
They were expecting a man!
They got a woman!
Olive not Clive!
She got the job!
Hurrah! said the employer (to himself), she’s a woman and I don’t need to pay her so much.