In a fit of feminism and empowerment and other words usually associated with shouting slogans and marching with banners, Prudence has applied for a very blokey job.
Having done a bit of research lately, it seems that if a job has 10 criteria and a bloke feels he meets two or three, he'll apply, whereas a woman won't put her hand up unless she meets eight or nine of them.
Prudence looked at the five criteria of said job and figured she had a decent go at about three and a half. So she put her mind in a blokey frame (ie embroidered skills and experience) and threw in her metaphorical hat.
It will be interesting to see whether having a go works out.