I watched intently as a group of HR staff handed out certificates and a small gift to the month’s outstanding worker. A small part of me hoped they would stop by my desk. But alas, after years of waiting, it never happened.
“Not again!” I thought when I read that the founder and CEO of Relevant Media Group, Cameron Strang, has come under fire for creating a racially insensitive work environment.
The 43-year-old was alleged to be a toxic boss who exhibited “various levels of high-handedness, shouting fits and racially insensitive slights”.
There wasn’t a clear, booming, “Yes, go ahead with this plan”, or “Yes, this is the will I have for you” from God when I packed my bags and said goodbye to family and friends for a job overseas.
The endless procession of stretchers bearing severely wounded men drove home the horrors of the First World War (1914-1918) for Australian nurse Florence Narelle Jessie Hobbes, yet her determination to save and comfort the wounded saw her press on in the face of exhaustion, the lack of food, and an unforgiving climate.
I thought my Facebook account had been hacked when I failed to log on to it this morning.
The disruption was one of Facebook’s most “widespread and persistent system outages”—with the outage stretching beyond 10 hours for some.
I have been taking swimming lessons in the open ocean for two summers, but I have not quite shaken off my fear of the deep, blue water.
My adventure with the open seas started three years ago when I toyed with the idea of joining my local surf lifesaving club.
Ah, Christmas! Jolly Santas, white falling snow, reindeers and sleighs.
Well, not if you’re living in New Zealand. While our Northern European and American counterparts may be sipping mugs of hot cocoa and slipping into thick coats, Kiwis are busy gulping ice cold drinks and walking around town in jandals (rubbered slippers).
“Am saying bye bye to Facebook! It’s taking too much of my time. I’m on Insta (which I check sporadically) or Messenger, text or WhatsApp! Adios!” That was my last Facebook post, written two months ago.
As soon as the post went live, I deleted my Facebook app and shuffled my Instagram app to sit on the lowest row of my phone.
It wasn’t until I faced the operating table that I realized the one thing I treasured the most was a functioning, healthy body.