Two Januaries ago, the morning after returning from a week-long vacation with my father and some of my best friends, I woke up to an email from the editor-in-chief of the digital publication where I’d worked for three-and-a-half years. It was a Google Calendar invitation requesting my presence at a meeting that morning, and I knew as soon as I saw it in my inbox what it meant. I was about to lose my job.
Hold it in your hands
Hold it in your hands
Hold it in your hands
Two Januaries ago, the morning after returning from a week-long vacation with my father and some of my best friends, I woke up to an email from the editor-in-chief of the digital publication where I’d worked for three-and-a-half years. It was a Google Calendar invitation requesting my presence at a meeting that morning, and I knew as soon as I saw it in my inbox what it meant. I was about to lose my job.