Tag archive: work
Happy Birthday, ADA!
Happy Birthday, Americans with Disabilities Act! Exactly 21 years ago today, you were passed, ensuring no disabled person be discriminated against. So, bring on the cake! Bring on the ice cream! Let’s celebrate! I’ve been an intern with the… continue reading »
Living a better story
For the third time in two years, I read Donald Miller’s A Million Miles in a Thousand Years. If you remember the last time I blogged about the book, I was leaving for Iraq. I found a story to fight… continue reading »
Life updates, summer 2011
I was going to write about all this Osama bin Laden media, but then I remembered why I don’t write blunt, political posts anymore. I don’t believe in them. I took to heart what Miss Emily Dickinson said: Tell all… continue reading »
What I Do 40 Hours a Week
Most of you have been asking about what I’ve been up to, other than learning about what it means to be a Kurd in northern Iraq. … I am an intern. I work 40 hours a week – did you know… continue reading »
Hi, I’m a narcissist
I am a narcissist. After my Media and Society paper about narcissism on Facebook, I realized that I have all the tell-tale signs of a narcissist. I talk about myself. I am frustrated when people don’t honor me the way… continue reading »
Life in Iraq: careers
I’ve been sitting in on Preston and Claire’s English class on Monday and Wednesday evenings, just to listen to English-speaking Kurds talk about life. It’s an advanced class; everyone can converse in English quite well. (Every once in a while… continue reading »
on Forgiveness
This is the worst one. — Yesterday the newspaper staff had a meeting about some of the problems we’ve been having this year so far. I brought up a long list of clerical issues – stuff we couldn’t have anticipated… continue reading »
My Summer as a Striped-Collar Worker, Pt. 2: Incentives
We all respond to incentives, said Stephen Levitt in Freakonomics. I guess that’s so. DAY 2: BLUE-COLLAR Before people respond to incentives they weigh the benefits against the costs. With my job at BF Goodrich, I had to do the… continue reading »
My Summer as a Striped-Collar Worker, Pt. 1: Call Me Barbara
So, as most of you know via Facebook or in passing, I have taken upon myself 3 jobs. I wasn’t really going to, honestly. The first one is It’s Playtime!, that I love too much to quit. The second is… continue reading »