I was 24 years old. I was working at a now-defunct TV station in Ottawa and had just been promoted to entertainment/weather anchor for the evening and nightly news. After the three-month probationary period was up, I had a customary performance review with the news executive. And the bomb dropped. "You've worn your hair straight from time to time, we'd like you to wear it straight on the show." I could feel the heat rising in my body. Ears buzzing. "I'm not interested," I replied without a beat. I was told the request wasn't optional "if I wanted to keep my job."