From failures to daily wins, these are stories with a lesson at the end.
This is the story of my life, and the story of others' lives, too - just for you. Each article features a real story with life lessons and takeaways. Enjoy!
Read moreFrom guy + girl bosses
to quitting jobs
and following dreams,
these people are
pretty awesome.
We’ve all created stories for ourselves that take pieces of our past to predict the future. It’s natural and arguably intelligent. Some of the stories are great. But some are not so great. A New Friend “Pull your knees up…
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On Tuesday morning at 8:30 a.m. on Day 3 of being 30, I walked down the streets of North Scottsdale in a wet white tee, accidentally exposing a black bralette beneath, as if I was heading to Havasu rather than…
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There was the ill-fitting, dad-like white Polo shirt. And there was the Coors Light. As I approached the dimly lit high table at the back of Wired Willy’s in Fort Worth, Texas, my attention ping ponged between the two of…
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“I need savory!” I thought as I dumped canned tomato sauce with processed Parmesan cheese on top of Jason Sani’s perfectly healthy waffle recipe. I’m the type of person who can eat the same thing for weeks so when I…
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I hated the bag of nuts that routinely sat next to my boss’s laptop on the conference room table. I hated how he rarely ate them. And I hated it even more when he did. As coworkers provided their meeting…
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“I feel like that’s a lot of alcohol…” I said as I watched my Aunt Rosie pour two frozen lemonade cans-worth of Maker’s Mark into the glass jar. “It’s a party starter!” she replied. “It’s going to be a day…
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“‘You’ll sell a skyscraper if you dress better,’” Zee said in her best male impersonation, looking to her right. Even through tinted Ray-bans I could spot the eye roll. “Dress for success!” Ruben replied back with a smug grin. “That’s…
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“How many back squats does it take to make it to the top of the hill? I wondered as my pink Paul Frank beach cruiser crept up East Broadway Street and boob sweat pooled. Between heavy breaths I planned weighted…
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“Sir, you’ll have to call on Monday to schedule your court date.” The words echoed through the loudspeaker above as the gentleman in front of me shook his head and leaned against the counter, staring at the small intercom mounted…
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Minted’s “Keys, Wallet, Phone” gold-foiled print couldn’t have arrived at a better time. After a week of business travel to Texas accompanied by BBQ and wings, I was ready for a uniquely-LA, pseudo-hipster, cheap-but-amazing type of weekend. Before running down to meet…
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