It’s the most dreaded question of all! “Tell me about yourself.” Followed closely by the equally ambiguous, “So… what’s your story?” What do I say? What do they want to hear? I don’t even have a story! Yes, you do....
Say you buy a bunch of avocados. You bring them home so you can make guacamole. But they’re too hard to cut into. Not yet ripe. And you have to wait. You leave them for a bit. Maybe you put them in a paper bag to hasten the process (who does this and does it actually...
“I don’t wanna…!” The voice sounds like a petulant, whiny four-year-old. But there’s no four-year-old here. There’s just me. That’s MY voice. My inner four-year-old complains loudly, annoyingly, through anything she...
They say it’s not what you know, but who you know. (Actually, my grammar gurus friends correct it’s “whom” you know… They are annoying that way. I’m going to suggest it’s who you don’t know (all that well… or...
