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  • On being a woman in publishing

    I’d like to think that as both a woman and an ethnic minority, I’m pretty lucky. I’ve never experienced sexual harassment and I haven’t experienced any discernible discrimination in my career.

    Granted, I graduated less than a year ago; this is really only the beginning for me. I’m 22, working in a sub-editing role in online media; although I’ve only held my title since earlier this year, I’ve worked in the biz in one way or another for 3-plus years. Heck, if you count all the unpaid writing I did for various websites throughout high school, we could take it back to 2002! Oh, and although you probably know this already, entry level starts from $30k (perhaps not so much in Auckland, but certainly in smaller towns).

    Unlike, say, engineering or IT, media/publishing is pretty evenly split gender-wise. Going into third year journalism, it was definitely female heavy, but balanced out by a large proportion of post-grad male students (we shared virtually all our classes).

    As women, do we have any advantages in the field? Perhaps some people may be more inclined to talk to young, pretty things. I can imagine it might be a plus in a situation like a doorknock (after a death); we’re often perceived as being more sensitive, less threatening, less hard-talking.

    I’ve certainly noticed a dearth of females in more senior and management roles. The exception would probably be more on the magazine side (especially in lifestyle/fashion titles, obviously). No surprise there really; it’s a workforce-wide issue. This isn’t a 9-5 job – unless you’re a business writer, maybe – and not super-conducive to work-life balance.

    One thing that’s always bugged me is that a friend of mine, whom I got a job here, was hired about six months after me at a higher rate. I got a raise and promotion earlier this year, and again, six months later, the same happened for him – again at a higher rate. Now, I’m not talking huge amounts…more like 50c-$1 per hour. But I’d really like to know if this is a matter of timing, or if this actually was a case of gender discrimination at play.

    TV is a bit of a different beast. It doesn’t take much to realise that much like in Hollywood, age is definitely a barrier for women in TV news. (As for ethnicity, we won’t even venture there). Ex-journalist Janet Wilson caused a bit of a furore earlier this year when she blogged on the matter, accusing female telly reporters of being “all tits and teeth” while, looks and age aren’t, perhaps, so much factors for men.

    But from my limited experience and observations, I don’t feel there’s any inherent bias against women in publishing. It’s about working your connections. It’s about tenacity. It’s about dedication. This is perhaps where some females (like myself) might struggle a bit; you need to be pushy sometimes, there’s no room for shame or shyness. Ultimately, your success will come down to your personality and how much you’re willing to put into your work.

    How about you? Have you been a victim of discrimination; are you forced to work harder to prove yourself or is your industry pretty darn egalitarian? Share your experiences in the comments.

    “If I were a Boy” Carnival

    This post is part of a series of bloggers sharing their candid experiences or observations about women in the workplace which is not at all meant to be a male-bashing expedition whatsoever.

    Please head over to these other wonderful bloggers and read about their experiences.

  • Link love (Powered by rabbit food and smoker’s voice)

    I’m lucky to generally get away with 40 hour weeks. But every so often, all hell breaks loose. Like this week. I really have nothing more to say, except that salmon pizza is a bad idea. (Pizza – the go-to communal food when there’s a hungry office in need of feeding.) And that I’m not actually sure that overtime is going to be worth the money.

    /endwhine

    LIFE

    Punch Debt calls for suggestions on what to do in San Fran while Amanda shares some highlights from her trip there.

    Looks like the horrid Cooks Source saga continues. Being Ruth has the latest…

    Remember all those horrible “forward this email to 100 people or you will be cursed and die” chains? Deb Ng reflects on how social media changed all that.

    Do you read blogs in other languages? Everyday Minimalist explains how to translate them in Google Reader.

    Small Steps for Big Change goes undercover to learn more about the essay-for-sale industry.

    Ashley at Sound of Silent posted a video of her flute rendition of the Harry Potter theme song. Seriously rad.

    From Yes and Yes, Sarah recounts some culturally awkward moments on the road.

    And Backpacking Journalist has the headsup on eight travel scams you need to know.

    FOOD

    Jenny at Dinner: A Love Story shares a simple stuffing recipe for beginners.

    Mushrooms, cheese and pie – some of my favourite things. Closet Cooking whips up a feta phyllo.

    I’m going to stick to my no-bake cheesecake, but if you’re a more accomplished cook than me, then PLEASE make Rina’s cafe au lait cheesecake and tell me about it. (I might try out her tips for making a lattice crust, though)

    MONEY

    Do you think of saving as getting in the way of your spending, or vice versa? Hithat’smybike argues that wealth is something you buy on layaway.

    Hannah Katy (who’s spending a year volunteering straight out of uni) falls victim to a pickpocket, and reflects on money as a dreamer in a capitalist world.

    Meanwhile, Minting Nickels’ Lindy looks back on what she did with money in her 20s.

    Leslie at 27 and Frugal on investing in yourself and why she chose to have a certain procedure done years ago (I guessed right!)

    WORK/CAREER

    Financial Samurai reflects on the early choices he made in his career and wonders what might have been.

    From Social Diary, some hilarious anecdotes on how to lose a job in PR.

    Anne Wayman answers some questions for Carol Tice on making a go of ghostwriting.

    An inspiring interview with Colleen, who hit a bump early on in her career but made the most of the situation.

    And finally from Get Rich Slowly: some tips on minimising online distractions.

     

  • Dining snobbery

    Cuisine of Mongolia

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    Him: “Vietnamese? But…but  all the times we’ve gone out to eat recently have been Asian!”

    Me: “Well, what do you want me to do about it?”

    We can go to a steakhouse. We can go to a pub (but we can easily make that stuff ourselves, or buy takeaway versions for much cheaper). Or we can go to a proper fine-dining restaurant, except that’s way out of our price range. We can do Chinese/Thai/Indian/Vietnamese etc for $20-30 for the two of us; that wouldn’t even get you one meal at a European restaurant. (Or as we, the ever PC interracial couple like to refer to it, “white-people food”.) Also, I’d rather eat ethnic than Euro on any given day, no contest. But I understand not everyone feels the same.

    Well Heeled once blogged about the ‘restaurant hierarchy‘ and how ‘ethnic’ cuisines are generally placed at lower price points. The same rings true here; Spanish, Mediterranean, French, or haute cuisine – I’ve never eaten out at such places, and probably won’t be doing so anytime soon. While there are certainly pricier Chinese establishments, for example, they aren’t afforded the same prestige as, say, SPQR.

    (Oh, and we ended up going to Hansan Vietnamese anyway. And we both loved the food. The $10 meals were just the seasoning over the soup.)

    What’s your favourite/go-to cuisine when eating out? Do you get much choice in the area where you live?

  • Overshadowed

    Photo taken from Wellington Botanic Garden loo...

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    Every so often the possibility of spending some time in Australia rears its head in conversation. (Edited to add: And talk about timing – yesterday I found out a friend is moving to Perth this month…)

    As Dita De Boni points out, “Both my sisters live across the ditch and seem to have a never-ending array of incentives to lie back and think of the country’s future tax payers.”

    It’s so true. The $5k-plus baby bonus (I suppose that would sweeten the agony of labour?). And apparently T’s aunts get lump sums for their kids at Christmas.

    Add to that 9 per cent super and warmer weather, and no wonder so many Kiwis have made the leap.

    Then again, cars are expensive over there. And working in the mines does not appeal. (Of course, there are plenty of nonlabour jobs too, but mining and trucking are where the demand seems to be.) T hates the heat, and Australia in general – he takes pride in assuring me they really are as rude as people say. (Amanda, however, was lovely in person!)

    I kind of hate myself for even writing this, because I’m quite honestly exhausted with the NZ/Australia debate. Sick of surveys and colour pieces on those who’ve defected; sick of business analyses talking about “catching up with Australia” and our “low productivity”; sick of the polarising views (you’re either a fool for staying or you’re a fool for going). And given my job, I’m exposed to quite a lot of this. Heck, just recently local media picked up on a story about homeless Kiwis being flown back from Melbourne. That’s some major WTF-ery there.

    The truth is, we’re always going to be overshadowed by our bigger cousin – the one with mineral riches, the one who brought us Neighbours and Home and Away, the one that’s about eleventy million times larger in every way. It’s like we have an identity crisis – we latch on to any mention of us “punching above our weight”, as validation of our worth and existence from other countries.

    The worst thing is, we’re even fighting amongst ourselves. Lonely Planet recently named Wellington the coolest little capital, and before long, we were all scrapping about whether the title was deserved and generally playing true to the Jafa stereotype.

    Can’t we just accept us for what we are? I’ve come to accept myself for who I am – something I think all women struggle with – and now I wish my country could do the same. I’m going to do my bit by minimalising all bitching about how expensive Auckland is, at least until summer ends and I have nothing good left to say about it…

  • Go and read this book. Immediately

    I must confess that I have long had an aversion to short stories. I quickly become immersed in the world of my characters. I quickly form attachments to these almost-real people, and to their welfare. I loathe ambiguity, and hate being left hanging. Short stories, therefore, have always been avoided.

    The Thing Around Your Neck changed all that. This is the most beautiful, heartbreaking collection of stories I have read in a long time – if not ever. Exploring themes of family, guilt, loneliness, fear, obligation, culture, Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie contrasts life in Nigeria with life in the West through a rich cast of (mostly) female narrators, strong, fully fleshed out figures who live life for the most part with what they’re given, because in Africa, to dictate your own life is almost unheard of.

    If like me your world history knowledge, particularly of Africa, is pitiful, you’ll gain so much from her sketches of life in the dusty harmattan, her descriptions of simple food and rich spices, the unfamiliar, many-syllabled names a western tongue trips over.

    I came away feeling the richer for having read it and being a part of those characters’ lives for that brief period. That’s all I could ask for, really.

    And if you want to add me on Goodreads, I am, as always, eemusings.

  • Link love (Powered by pesto and all things peanut)

    I’m curious. Who has any of the below in their house?

    – “Good silverware/china” – bonus points if it’s in a display cupboard
    – Liquor cabinet
    – Coat closet
    – Actual dining room

    Growing up, we had none of those. Imagine my surprise as I got older and saw how a lot of people lived.

    Anyway!

    MONEY

    Young And Thrifty admits to her Groupon addiction and is putting herself on a withdrawal plan (and if you’re going to Hawaii, check out her post on the Go Oahu card).

    Jackie at Moneycrush lists the 12 financial temptations.

    Need some inspiration to boost that bottom line? Read Get Rich Slowly’s super-guide to supercharging your income.

    Little House blogs about budgeting using dollars versus percentages.

    So apparently Kim Kardashian has launched a credit card. WTF-ery aside for the moment, I think Kevin’s take sums it up.

     

    WORK

    A guest post on Penelope Trunk about when it’s right to choose a temp job over a permanent one.

    Adam at Man vs Debt rethinks the messages he’s sending his daughter about “having” to work.

    Dollars and Deadlines explains how to simultaneously write two articles on the same topic for different markets. She also talks opportunity cost; I’ve been on both sides of the fence – set rates and per-hour rates, and it’s certainly frustrating to find your time blowing out on stories for the former.

    Ben at No Ordinary Rollercoaster interviews Rene Ross, a champion for the rights of sex workers in Halifax.

    Which office stereotype are you? Lawyer Working Girl has the answers…

    LIFE and everything else

    Teri at Your Life Sentence offers her take on Gwyneth Paltrow’s new song, Country Strong.

    So Caroline Says retells the shock of finding out that her dad proposed to her mother…without a ring!

    Geek in Heels has a guest post on moving from the suburbs and adapting to city life.

    Another awesome guest post…Not That Kind Of Girl vacates the stage temporarily to give us an insight into The Ex’s mind. AND THERE’S VIDEO!

    Hannah Katy pens a love letter with a difference.

    The Backpacking Journalist shares her experience of dining in the dark.

    Amber answers some questions about the pesco-vegetarian diet.

  • The most natural reflex doesn’t seem to come easily to me

    I’ve been having trouble breathing lately.

    I mentioned once that I breathe really heavily (or so I’ve been told) and  I always wake up all dried out from breathing through my mouth. I get a tight chest when I sit in hot pools or spas. I also sometimes find myself mouth-breathing by default throughout the day; it’s just easier.

    I started to get a bit worried when I read the other day (unfortunately I didn’t save the link) that you should be able to keep up a conversation while you run. Er, no. If I was snailing it along with a verrrrry light jog, perhaps. But my usual pace? No fucking way.

    Not long after that, I was walking to the bus stop – it wasn’t quite dark yet, but there was certainly a bite to the air. Suddenly a tightness in the chest hit me, forcing me to resort to air-sucking like I’d just been held underwater. And it’s not the first time that’s happened, although not to the same extreme.

    Maybe I’m borderline asthmatic? Or maybe it’s my sinuses playing up more than usual. I don’t know. I’m not really too worried, but I must admit I’m starting to wonder.

  • When schedules clash…

    “I’ll take Saturday off if you take Saturday off.”

    That’s what he said to me, after a short discussion on how we don’t have enough time to spend with each other.

    But me taking Saturday off is not the same as him taking Saturday off. Saturday is a regular working day for me, and not for him. Saturday is an 8-hour day for me, and if he chooses to work Saturday, it’s usually a 6-hour day.

    Me taking Saturday off means missing out on a day of double pay; for him, it just means giving up extra “nice to have” cash.

    Here’s a little overview of our usual working schedules and how they mesh:

    (His working hours are 6-2, but they often work til 5. 11-hour days, eek!)

    At least two weekday nights are usually a write off for me due to other commitments. He’s also usually out late one or two nights himself, often on completely different nights. The only blocks of time we really get together for sure are weekend mornings. And that’s why it bugs me when he works Saturdays.

    The job that he nearly got before this job would have seen him working the night shift, and would have actually meant more time together (four mornings a week!) Despite that, and the money, I’m kind of glad he didn’t; it would have been quite disruptive and no doubt terrible for his already irregular eating patterns. Not to mention those four mornings would be a tradeoff for basically no waking hours together on the other three days of the week.

    Yeah, it’s a pain not having any regular days off together. It means rushed Sunday morning grocery shopping. It means sometimes coming home to a snoring boyfriend and a kitchen full of rubbish and dishes. It means no spontaneous weekend trips.

    But it’s a career move, and it means a difference of up to $10k (or more) over a year. I’m going to make the most of it while I can.

    Now, I’m sure I’m not the only one out there working conflicting/opposing schedules to their other half. How do you manage your time effectively?

  • Car hunting: Things to look out for

    So, the car search is tentatively on.

    Here’s what we want. It will be a four-door, at least 1500cc and we’re looking to spend up to about $5k. Maybe a little more. Preferably a Toyota (Corolla, Corona). Toyotas, well, go forever.

    I suppose we might be willing to entertain the thought of another Mazda (or equivalent Ford), possibly a Nissan. We’re staying away from Hondas, Hyundais, and anything European. (I know you Yanks all seem to have a thing for Hondas, but the Dog and Lemon guide disagrees. As do I; I have observed a sharp decline in the number of old Hondas I’ve seen on the roads in the last couple of years, and that’s probably for a good – or bad, rather – reason).

    Reliability is key. Safety, not to much. In fact, Dog and Lemon deemed our current car reliable but an accident risk, simply because it was “small and light” nor did it have airbags. Which is sweet with me; the odds of being in a serious accident concern me far less than the likelihood of a breakdown.

    When it comes to narrowing the field, we’ll be looking at:

    Mileage. Obviously, the fewer the better; around 100,000km would probably be about right. Even less would be ideal. This also means we have to be hyper careful and ensure the cambelt has been changed.

    Age. The newer the better. In this price range, mid to late 90s would be realistic, bordering on hopeful. Seeing as Toyotas and Mazdas are such longlifers, they’re valued accordingly.

    Engine capacity. We don’t want anything below a 1.5l, and if we end up getting a wagon, 2l would be better. No 1.3l Corsas for us!

    Consider ease of procuring replacement parts. Ideally, a fairly common model so we can continue to visit Pickapart when things break.

    This probably goes without saying, but it needs to be a petrol car. No diesel versions for us; road taxes suck, as do emissions, and repairs should things go south.

    We’ll probably go for a private sale again, but this time we might consider dealers or auctions.

    What factors do you consider when car shopping?

  • City livin’

    Auckland New Zealand, Skyline from Harbour

    Image via Wikipedia

    According to various Facebook apps, the cities I belong in are Beijing (wha???) and NYC (again…really? I’m a city girl, but I think the Big Apple would be too big for me).

    Which got me thinking. I alternately love and loathe Auckland. I hate the temperamental weather, drivers, traffic, crappy public transport, high cost of living. But I heart the surroundings – beach, bush, etc, and you know, when summer’s good, it’s GOOD. I love the cultural diversity, and the fact that I can get any cuisine I want (although I hear Wellington is even better in this area?), be it restaurant food or ingredients at ethnic stores.

    I know I’ll never return to live in Malaysia. And I will almost certainly settle here, because it’s where my heart is.

    But maybe that’ll change in the future. I just don’t know, and I guess I can’t say until I’ve been to more cities and countries and continents and opened my eyes up more.

    Readers, where do you think my ideal city would be? Bearing in mind I love the beach and the ocean (despite being unable to swim properly), hate the wet and cold (although I’m not fond of sweltering conditions either…somewhere mild?) don’t drive, love food of all kinds and enjoy greenery as much as concrete jungle. Based on that very limited information, I’m sure you’ll come up with some awesome places I’d never even thought of.

    What city would you love to live in?