Even chickens are cage-free.

We are no different from dogs. We might be scrubbed and suited but we’re penned in our cubicles same as surplus dogs warehoused in pounds. Company-issued name plates on the putty-colored dividers designate our spaces. Pedigreed, mixed-breed, sociable or prone to nipping, we all end up contained and alone. There’s no privacy in this isolation. […]

Everybody loves a surprise.

Steve Slater’s appeal doesn’t surprise me. Lots of jobs have made me angry and I wish I’d done a public announcement kiss-off like Steve. I would have told the colleagues – from accountants to sales people – who told me how I should write what they could do with their writing instruction. I would have […]

Dog days.

Every day for one week in June, I swore, “Never. Again.” And each day I was back, crawling on the Browns’ bedroom floor, cooing, “Baby. Come here, Baby.” It wasn’t anything kinky — I’m unemployed but still have some limits. The Browns were my first dog walking clients and Baby Boo their seven-pound Maltese. “Baby […]