So my unsolicited advice to women in the workplace is this. When faced with sexism or ageism or lookism or even really aggressive Buddhism, ask yourself the following question: “Is this person in between me and what I want to do?” If the answer is no, ignore it and move on. Your energy is better used doing your work and outpacing people that way. Then, when you’re in charge, don’t hire the people who were jerky to you.
On WNYC this morning, there was a story about a young Hasidic man who left his community about a year ago. It was evidently excerpted from this episode of a podcast on Vox Tablet, a magazine on contemporary Jewish life. Aside from the stranger-in-a-strange land bits, which were heartrending and at times, amusing, there was one quote from Luzer that struck me (speaking about himself in the third person):
[In Grand Central,] everyone seems to have a destination. At least it seems like they know where they’re going. And he has no idea. People taking the train, taking the subway, and he doesn’t know the difference between a train and a subway.
It reminded me of a conversation that I had yesterday with a friend of mine. I was saying that I didn’t really know what I wanted to do next, what my next evolution would be, and I was having a hard time with that. He said he found that surprising—our public personas dictate that everything is always fabulous with our careers—but refreshing, and he felt similarly.
Kai Wright once talked to me about the “myth of the trajectory.” We spend so much time on the up-up-up of building our careers, and what does it actually do for us? For me, I left working in the corporate world because I didn’t want to be in a rat race. But now I find myself in one a little bit anyways, albeit one with Good Intentions. I’m not sure this is the best use of my time.
So, a note back to Luzer: we’re all just kidding ourselves a little bit, acting like we know exactly where we’re going all the time.
2 large boneless/skinless chicken breasts 8 rosemary crackers, crushed Dash of kosher salt, pepper 2 cloves of garlic, finely diced Zest of 2/3 of a lemon Handful of fresh parsley, finely chopped Flour Egg, beaten
Preheat oven to 475º. Split the chicken breasts and pound till on the thin side. Dip in flour, then egg, then in mixture; lay on cookie sheet lined with parchment paper. Bake for 15 minutes.