Maya had already experienced cancelled graduate programs. Questions about children. Comments about physical capability. Suggestions that women should choose quieter roles. Unfolded the story with your subscription. Maya had already

She returned upstairs. The dusty desk waited for her. The archive drawings remained on the screen. Maya sat down. Around her, the main group of employees talked about projects. Unfolded

His office door shut. The room remained silent for several seconds. Gradually, keyboards started again. A chair rolled. Someone picked up a phone. Normality returned with uncomfortable speed. Unfolded the

Maya began to wonder whether the company saw her as a future professional or simply available capacity. One afternoon, she had been working without interruption for nearly two hours. Unfolded

The desk sat near a wall, several meters away from the others. There was an old monitor, a keyboard. Nothing else. Maya walked over. Unfolded the story with your subscription.

Maya discovered another unusual feature of Sawdust & Giggles during her first weeks. She did not have a desk. At first, she assumed this was temporary. She was an intern.

At 2:00, she approached Michael and said: “Is there a project you would like me to work on?” Michael looked busy. Unfolded the story with your subscription. At 2:00, she

Sawdust & Giggles occupied a converted warehouse in an industrial suburb of Melbourne. From the outside, the building looked nothing like the polished offices Maya had visited during graduate recruitment. 

Maya had imagined her first professional job many times before she actually had one. In those imagined versions, the beginning was always simple. Unfolded the story with your subscription. Maya