The New Social Status and the Cost of Envy
My first brush with social status came one Saturday morning in the summer of ’79. I was 11 years old and perched at the bottom of our driveway, waiting for the other kids to come out and play. Cue the neighbours opposite, approaching from my left in their brand...
Working from home – my typical day as a remote worker.
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