Work

For those of us lucky enough to find work, things are still less than perfect—in this section we discuss our adjustment to the professional sphere.

Why I Was Grateful to Work For Free

At nine o’ clock on Friday night I got a call from work. “Don’t answer that,” my girlfriend said immediately. I agonized over it...

I Am an Unemployed Adult-Child

I've been out of college for almost a year now, and I'm still unemployed. I try not to think about this too much, because...

Why I Can’t, and Won’t, Trust You

  A little over a month ago, I resigned from a job that would have killed me. It would have been slow. It would have taken...

Leaving the Legos Behind

Somewhere between finishing our Introduction to African Dance class in our freshman year of college and having a meeting with our advisors in our...

It Kinda Isn’t a Funny Story

  I'm the newbie. I recently started work at a psychiatric hospital, and what that means is - I only know what I'm doing about...

The In-Between Times

My life has been on hold for the last 7 months. Shortly before my graduation last May, I learned that I would receive a grant...

When A Fifth-Grader Calls You Nigger

Well. I guess it had to happen: I’m a black teacher in the Middle East and, if we’re being frank, the kids here have...