About two years ago, I briefly worked at a clay plant. I was the only woman working there, and I had a fantastic boss that allowed me to just answer the phones and do a small amount of work, then study for school as much as I pleased. There was ZERO drama. The guys were fantastic and treated me like a queen. I had to deal with truckers on a daily basis. So the only downside of the job was being hit on constantly. A woman's wrath at a job is insane. I would rather be hit on by truckers all day than be schemed on by my coworkers.