I’ve been through so many of these calls that they’re more predictable than a Tyler Perry plot. They start with small talk about the weather or “exciting” weekend activities. I recite my 90-second mini bio, walk through my resumé bullets, and listen for red flags (see: vague roles, use of the word “family” that doesn’t describe actual kinfolk). Just when it seems we’re wrapping up, the part I dread most shows up: the money question.

“Before you go, can you share your salary expectations?”

I love “Boots on the Ground,” but I hate this dance.

Younger me used to get tripped up, blurting out a “safe” number that’s low enough to stay in the running, but far below what I knew I deserved. It took me years to learn the jig: Some companies know exactly what they’re willing to pay but still ask y

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