What I’m reading:
Ad Working Girl on getting down and dirty (not like that!) with the head honchos. With my new title and all, and one project in particular, I’m finding myself liaising much more with the big boss and generally participating more. Usually I’m pretty invisible – I get on with my work, especially on my weekends (I’m alone for half the shift, so I get free rein and to play music as loud as I want). But for now, I’m going to have to step it up.
Is there anything (Spokeo) worse than Facebook, asks FB? Thankfully, I’m not an American. I have plenty out there on Google under my real name – most of the pieces I’ve ever had published, actually – but I would be pretty freaked out if my home address and what not were out there for the world to see.
And here, an amazing story of a courageous and brilliant journalist who worked to tell the story of Mexico’s undercover sex trafficking trade.
A review of SATC2 that made me chuckle with the line “There’s more cleavage in this film than at a pro wrestler’s wedding”.
Katie is searching for passion and direction. “I don’t know how people find satisfying jobs that they enjoy going to, that they feel they were made for. My husband has a pretty good idea of exactly what he wants to be doing, and the benefit of that is, he actually has something to work toward, rather than being like me and just floating around in a cloud of indecision all the time.” In my case, the situation is reversed, but I feel her pain.
PR vs Media: In which Tiff explains that he’s just not that into you, and similarly, journalists just aren’t going to call PRs to say no thanks.
Funny about Money wonders whether there’s a PF blogger glass ceiling. Well, the types of blogs I enjoy (and write) certainly aren’t the most marketable or profitable. But I’m not in this for the money, although offers are always welcome!