On the Dangers of Association With Ourselves

Source: What Should I Do? In his 103rd letter from a stoic, Seneca warns us about the dangers of association with our fellow-men. He cannot find words strong enough to describe the everyday dangers coming from them. “There’s no evil more frequent, no evil more persistent, no evil more insinuating.” Seneca’s answer to this threat … Continue reading On the Dangers of Association With Ourselves

Working Too Little Hours a Week Is Boring

3 screens, 4 keyboards, maybe Olia is working too much on Pexels. I took a sabbatical after my first job and went traveling in Asia, where hostels are (relatively) cheap and rice dishes abound. I love rice! The parties, the adventures, meeting new “best friends forever” every second day, … that was fun. I won’t … Continue reading Working Too Little Hours a Week Is Boring

What It Was Like to Be a Grandchild at a Top Grandma Company

That's my favorite Grandma, Rodnae. I worked as a grandson for eighteen years at a top Grandma company. Perks included extra-pocket money, additional Christmas presents, and unlimited cocoa. It was a part-time job, generally during the weekends, a Wednesday afternoon here and there, nothing more. The job was pretty simple. It was mostly about eating … Continue reading What It Was Like to Be a Grandchild at a Top Grandma Company

You May Not Want to Be My Friend Anymore After Reading My Edits

That’s me, reading feedback from Jeremy Bishop The title is stolen from the email my (former!) friend sent me after editing one of my articles. I’ve got a love-hate relationship with feedback.  I know I need it. I sorely know I’ve got blind spots, some unknown unknowns that I can’t get around by myself. But … Continue reading You May Not Want to Be My Friend Anymore After Reading My Edits

What Is the Worst Answer You Ever Read on Quora?

Photo by Jonathan Andrew on Pexels.com Unfortunately, everything was deleted — for obvious reasons once you know the story. It was a few years ago. John and Jane — can’t remember the exact names, were married and using Quora as a messaging app. They would ask each other questions like: Can you buy bread on your way home?Do you … Continue reading What Is the Worst Answer You Ever Read on Quora?

Four Signs Someone Is More Intelligent Than You Are

Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay Networks and social connections are among the most relevant factors of a happy life. Networking with highly-intelligent people increases your chances of success in life several times around. But there’s a catch. Highly-intelligent people tend to know these facts and try to avoid their less gifted counterparts.  Recognizing someone is … Continue reading Four Signs Someone Is More Intelligent Than You Are

Mosquito Swarm Seeks Experienced Bloodsucker for Its MBA Program Staffing

Our former Dean, Ekamelev Our swarm is currently looking for an experienced bloodsucker to fill in the Dean position of our newly created MBA program. Our MBA school is called ABABO, and our mission's to help the next generation of mosquitoes break the nets and other meshed curtains. We aim to educate the swarm leaders … Continue reading Mosquito Swarm Seeks Experienced Bloodsucker for Its MBA Program Staffing

Will any effect occur if I ask a lot of questions on Quora in a day?

Photo by Jonathan Andrew on Pexels.com One of my first memories is a day that became known as the question day in my family.  It was a family gathering for some cousin’s birthday. I was 4 years (and 5 months) old and usually asked many questions. But that day, I couldn’t stop. I kept on asking and … Continue reading Will any effect occur if I ask a lot of questions on Quora in a day?

An Overdue ‘Thank You’ Letter to My Granddaughter

Photo by Karolina Grabowska on Pexels.com My Sweet Little Girl, I’m not sure where you got the impression I loved teaspoons. Maybe from this one time, 6-year-old-you helped dress up the table and discovered there were so many of them in the kitchen drawer? Given how much you talked about it before, during, and after … Continue reading An Overdue ‘Thank You’ Letter to My Granddaughter