Thursday, December 1, 2011
I believed in Santa Claus until I was 12. When my mom told me the truth I began crying and considered self-medicating with a mix of pills and candy canes before remembering that the Easter Bunny, thank God, was alive and well.
Santa Claus was a devastating blow, but now that the charade was over, my parents could stop hiding my gifts—including Will Smith’s “Big Willie Style...
Thursday, November 17, 2011
Thanksgiving is a time to reflect on the things in our life for which we are truly grateful. For me, that’s family, friends and pants with an elastic waistband. And the sweet potato.
But the list doesn’t end there.
I’m thankful that this November—unlike last—I did not trip running for the bus, skid down the pavement with my palms (and a can of tuna I was carrying...
Thursday, November 10, 2011
I once interned at a publishing company in Bath, England—and by interned, I mean sat at a desk in a basement that felt only slightly warmer than a meat locker and politely declined approximately 39 cups of the Brits’ beloved tea each day. There, I learned an important lesson about creativity.
Each morning, the head writer would meander into the office around 10 a.m. in jeans and a...
Monday, November 7, 2011
How many times have you worked with or for an individual who was so dramatic and emotional that you found it hard to get your work done? Some people are so self-absorbed that they don’t hear anything you say unless it is about them. What’s worse is a power hungry boss with these traits. Managers like this stop at nothing to get accolades and compliments. It is not of the...