The Sound of Silence

My office is a very quiet place. But for the mechanical gushes of air conditioning that grace the office airwaves on the half hour (I look a lot like this most days), the only other sounds I hear are the click-clacking of keyboards, the gentle shuffle of someone off...

Life in the Cube

For the first time in my life, I have a punch card. That’s right: my hours inside an office are tracked. Punch in. Punch out. Present. Absent. Working. Not working. Shifting from a life of complete flexibility and fluidity to one with rules and set hours is...

A Humbling Weekend

Most digital natives have likely had an experience like I had this weekend: helping mom with the computer. I’m not sure why she entrusts me with this task. I probably don’t know that much more than she does (though, of course, I have to adopt the bravado...