"Sometimes a CEO would come in and pace. He needed to “think out loud.” We’d have pastries, coffee; I remember feeling at a loss: how do I behave in front of this client when I have truly no idea what I’m supposed to do or be?"
A respite from the IRL
There are two malls in my city.
All packed up in clear thin plastic!
spoiler: not always
I’m angry because our lives are increasingly meted out in pockets of time, and I want it to stop.
I didn’t know the term then, but I had become a toiler on a content farm.
The parental is political
I think I'm the only person I know who has ever tried 7-Eleven bubble tea.