It was a few weeks ago that I felt sucker punched to oblivion by an event. I had a call with my team. It was late at night, and I had decided to state my opinion about where in my well-researched and expert opinion, we should directionally take the project. There was a disagreement,…
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Alvina, Social Engineer
As we make our way to The Grove on a Saturday afternoon, I take note of the tchotchkes and things strewn around Alvina’s black VW Jetta – plastic Minions toys; a tiny perfume bottle; black knitted sneakers; her tan Kate Spade purse; a gray laptop bag. She tells me she went to her SoulCycle class…
