by mfg | Jan 7, 2011 | Work, Working Professional.
My teenage years officially began with the gifting of a stand-up, pink-and-gray stereo system. Along with the system came a Tiffany LP and a Whitesnake tape (Hello, Lonely Street of Dreams!). Hours and days passed, as I locked myself in my room copying sappy love...
by mfg | Dec 31, 2010 | Work, Working Professional.
My mother sent me off to school in a black & white -polka-dot jean skirt, slouchy oversized pink belt, and dad’s white tee. She let me to a school dance wearing purple, floral Guess jeans with a teal turtleneck. And she was complicit in dressing me in my...
by mfg | Dec 29, 2010 | Work, Working Professional.
With my reverence for superheros, I’ve had a tendency to put the folks that I respect on pedestals- thinking that they must be wiser, stronger, or more competent than I. Sadly, once they’re up there, there’s nowhere to go but down. It’s both...
by mfg | Dec 23, 2010 | Work, Working Professional.
“I need a history on China to read on the plane.” Check. My type-A self was out the door. Hello, Amazon. Which is the highest ranked, bestest, most complete book on China? Sure, I knew it was going to be a thick one. It’s a history of China after...
by mfg | Dec 21, 2010 | Work, Working Professional.
After standing in front of the Xerox for hours, jamming it more times than I can count and angering a swath of people trying to print, I wandered back to my cube and wondered aloud, “is this what the next forty years are going to be like?” “No....
by mfg | Dec 21, 2010 | Work, Working Professional.
You can loathe your position. You may stare vacantly at your boss speaking – wah, wah, wah, wah, wah. You feign laryngitis for a full two years, breaking the previous record of 18 months. And then you hear the words, thank you. You see them written on paper,...
