I just started a new job at an amazing company – some of you may have heard of it. It’s called The Huffington Post.
Those who know me well know it’s been a dream of mine for a long time to work here and now that I’m here, it’s no less than awesome. In starting here, I had to leave a job that was great experience for me – a lawyer trying to turn into a writer – but wasn’t the most user-friendly place I’ve ever worked. Nor was it a good fit for my personality.
Beginning my new job last week reminded me of a blog post I’ve been meaning to do for awhile now about work, life, the balance, and our crappy culture of ceaseless work in America. Coming from the culture of law firms, overworked/overpaid attorneys, and little to no importance placed on real life in the legal world, I’ve long felt like I want to scream at people to stop making me feel like I’m less noble for wanting to live a real life, with a real work-life balance.
In fact, I think it’s stupid that “work-life balance” is even a thing. How about just life? With the right amount of work mixed in, just like the right amount of happiness.
It seems to me that so many of us have lost sight of what life is supposed to be about: life. Not work. The reality is I’ve talked about this topic before and I’ve always felt very strongly about it: the fact that we work five days out of seven, over 8 hours a day (not including the commute) and take two weeks of vacation out of 52 signals to me that right now, in America, the thing that we value the highest is work. Not family, not love, not travel, not wellness: work work work at any cost.
And it’s bullshit.
When I started my new job, I had no idea that it was going to be such a perfect fit with my personality. And then I realized, I shouldn’t have been surprised. The Huffington Post is a progressive company, a company of the future, a company that understands that a happy, balanced employee is a more productive employee. I mean, come on: GPS for the Soul? That’s a company that knows what it’s doing!
And I could not be happier!
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The Secret Online Life Of Vitriolic Commenters
by Anjali Sareen on February 12, 2013
When I switched from being a lawyer to being a writer, I had no idea that in order to write for a living in the digital age, one had to develop, more than anything else, a thick skin.
Natural ability, attention to style and willingness to learn seemed much less important traits than the purely strength-based characteristic of being able to handle any negative feedback thrown at me. Scratch that: what I really mean is that people can be really, really terrible to each other in an environment where there is no accountability. Once you’re sitting comfortably in your home or office, behind the glowing screen where no one can see you, it seems people are bolstered into being as vitriolic as possible.
People that choose to comment on most websites are either unendingly flattering or unyieldingly vicious. Can these people really be that mean in “real life”? I highly doubt it. Wouldn’t we encounter these people more frequently in our everyday dealings with the world, from work to the bank to the coffee shop? More probably, these are just people frustrated or otherwise stunted from expressing themselves in their non-online life that feel more secure behind the veil of the internet.
Here’s my question: what’s up with that?
Seriously, what?
That certainly isn’t the most eloquent thought I’ve ever had but it’s from an honest place. I truly, truly don’t get why people feel the need to go online and tear other people down. And, it makes me sad.
It also makes me mad. When someone has gone out of their way to share some thoughts with the world, how insanely mean do you have to be to try as hard as possible to make them feel like crap? Or even if someone comments something FAVORABLE, just because you don’t agree with it, you think that gives you free reign to name-call, curse and just generally be a terrible human being?
It doesn’t.
It makes you a jerk.
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