The first rule of Dell's downfall is not to talk about Dell's downfall.
Category: Equality
Mantras for Miles
“I don’t have time to sit around and wonder what people that don’t love me think about me. Who does that?” (Ashley Miles Greig)
DABDA Should Have More Letters
DABDA should have more letters. Like S or C or Q and whatever else is needed for the “sitting alone eating chips & queso” stage.
Nicest Place to Work. Kind of.
In a world where mental health seems to be on the tip of every tongue, I was quite surprised to get a note indicating that my company's insurance plan would no longer cover my “I function better without anxiety” medicine. Say what, now?
The Zero Hours…and hustle.
How do I manage it all? The Zero Hours (and a little hustle).
Giving Up for the Good (of Me)
Gentle warning…there is no epiphany coming. More of a therapist’s couch type of blog this week…apologies if you were hoping for a life lesson… Oh, hello there. Just give me a second to take off my apron and get my head out from inside this washing machine. Sorry if my stories blaring in the background … Continue reading Giving Up for the Good (of Me)
UnHERnged
I had to raise my voice at work today. It’s been seven hours since I had to be quite firm on a conference call and, yes, I still feel bad. Bad? Guilty. Annoyed. Nervous. All of the above. (Also, do we still call them conference calls? Or do we just go by Zooms now? I … Continue reading UnHERnged
Dead (Wo)man Walking
A letter to my husband… No, not the sweet kind where I tell you how proud I am of you or how lucky I am to be your wife. Though, yes...all of that is true. It’s just that yesterday, I know I had a total meltdown over something that may be rated as a lopsided … Continue reading Dead (Wo)man Walking
Invisible
I saw on my child's social media page last week that it was (and forgive me I've already forgotten the right term) Transgender Awareness Day. And I had a million things I wanted to say, but thought better to wait and organize and edit and et cetera. This is not a topic that I write … Continue reading Invisible
Kamala, Party of One
Is it a little weird to know how many people won't even see this first line based on the title alone? Weird? Not really - it's something we're used to. We, being women. Oops. There go the male readers! Stay with me! The thing is, there are so many names I could have put up … Continue reading Kamala, Party of One