Okay, so earlier I wrote about a colleague once again throwing the "scary" label on me because she couldn't accept that maybe she was the one with a few underlying racist issues. If that made zero sense to you, then you can read all about it here. If you are totally caught up, then great. I … Continue reading Doing Something About It, Part 2.
Well, I've been terrible about keeping this updated. I don't want to sound like the most cliche and trite excuse-giver ever, but I've honestly been so busy, that I get home and barely have the energy to eat the Chipotle I've picked up, much less rehash all the stuff that's been going on. That last … Continue reading On Being Called “Aggressive.” Again. And Doing Something About It.
This summer, I was in the car with two good friends of mine. We had just gotten back from picking out some hardy, Ms. Mocha-tolerant plants for my yard. We had just stopped by a grocery store in the middle of nowhere to pick up some beer, chips, and salsa to reward ourselves for making … Continue reading My WPV (White People Voice)
Last year, I discovered that I had an intolerance for peppers. I had eaten a giant, beautiful, grilled red bell pepper on a burger and then spent the next three days no farther than 10 feet from the nearest bathroom. When I told a friend a few weeks later, she laughed and said, "Intolerance to … Continue reading On Being Okay With Being Me.
As I was walking into school with a coworker on Friday, I said, "You know, I'm tired, but not like -" "Demoralized, hating-our-jobs tired?" my coworker said. "Exactly," I replied. "I just didn't get enough sleep this week." "It felt good to sleep at all," my colleague said, taking a deep breath. "It feels different … Continue reading Hard Reset
Dear White People, How can I even begin to make you understand what this weekend's events in Charlottesville made me feel? How can I describe the terror I felt, the goosebumps on my arms, whenever a new picture surfaced of angry, bitter, screaming men wielding torches and Nazi salutes? How can I explain to you … Continue reading Dear White People
In my panic in realizing that it is indeed August, and that school starts in roughly three weeks, I received a text from a colleague. It read: "Have you seen the newest job posting on the school website?" I clicked away from my most recent Pinterest search and went to our school's site for job … Continue reading Uber Vanilla is Leaving! And, I Stole a Whiteboard to Celebrate.
Last year, I was with a friend of mine at Ulta, a cosmetics mecca. She was browsing the eyebrow products, her bright green eyes scanning products that cost more than my monthly student loans. An Ulta employee approached us, and asked if she was looking for anything in particular. "I don't know," my friend said, … Continue reading A Tale of Two Hairy Arms in America
I recently turned 31. So far, it feels pretty good. There's just something about being out of the tangled, insecure, woods that were my 20's that feels refreshing. I've gone from thinking I knew it all at 21 to realizing, ten years later, that I know very close to nothing at 31. And I'm okay … Continue reading Because 31
This month has been tough, guys. First week in was the Equity Retreat Disaster of 2017, and it has just continued in a downward trend ever since. The more that happens, the more I want to reach out to people and vent. The more I try to do that, the more I realize how alone … Continue reading Mocha Island