âI was taking a law school admissions test in a big classroom at Harvard. My friend and I were some of the only women in the room. I was feeling nervous. I was a senior in college. I wasnât sure how well Iâd do. And while weâre waiting for the exam to start, a group of men began to yell things like: âYou donât need to be here.â And âThereâs plenty else you can do.â It turned into a real âpile on.â One of them even said: âIf you take my spot, Iâll get drafted, and Iâll go to Vietnam, and Iâll die.â And they werenât kidding around. It was intense. It got very personal. But I couldnât respond. I couldnât afford to get distracted because I didnât want to mess up the test. So I just kept looking down, hoping that the proctor would walk in the room. I know that I can be perceived as aloof or cold or unemotional. But I had to learn as a young woman to control my emotions. And thatâs a hard path to walk. Because you need to protect yourself, you need to keep steady, but at the same time you donât want to seem âwalled off.â And sometimes I think I come across more in the âwalled offâ arena. And if I create that perception, then I take responsibility. I donât view myself as cold or unemotional. And neither do my friends. And neither does my family. But if that sometimes is the perception I create, then I canât blame people for thinking that.â