Certainly, Bridget wants to have a job - something has to pay for ciggies and smoothies. Also, it's a nice way of being introduced to new men to fantasize about. But her career drive pretty much ends there.
Is she a sign of the times? "Career girls" (as dear ole Auntie Una calls her) don't really care about their careers? They'd happily toss their careers aside to keep house and children for Editors in Chief or Top Barristers? While they say men think about sex 13 times a day, how much time do women spend thinking about love? And does that get in the way of caring about petty office politics that would potentially move one up the proverbial ladder?
Ok, feminists. Stone me.