How I Learned To Embrace My “Resting Bitch Face”
My first memory of becoming self-conscious about my face was around the age of seven, when my mother mentioned casually that I looked prettier when I smiled.
My first memory of becoming self-conscious about my face was around the age of seven, when my mother mentioned casually that I looked prettier when I smiled.
I hope my recount of this experience serve as a reminder for companies to really invest in experience design — it is not something that is good to have anymore — it is crucial to business growth and retention.
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Abolish the system of “unlimited PTO” that is more often than not a fluff and give employees the autonomy and freedom they deserve as fully-grown adults.
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Looking back at how I made life decisions, I realized I have never had a “Plan B”.