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“Who gives a fuck? If you don’t have to put up with working at Amazon, do you really need to make Amazon money?”

That’s the million-dollar question. “My husband was horrified by what this bag cost,” Sally told me last week about the Marc Jacobs hobo she pulled the trigger on after weeks of conte…

Around this time, I also notice that my yoga practice no longer buffers my work worries, that even in the middle of savasana or a pose that requires all my focus, part of me is thinking about whether I’ll have a job next month. Clearly this is yoga’s fault. I need a more difficult practice, one whe…

“It’s easy,” Ron says with a sweep of his hand. “Just change the world.”

I look up from my steno pad. “Sorry, what?”

“Change the world,” he repeats, “and when I go into that roomful of executives to make the case for you, it will be an easy sell.”

The faces of men in this org who’ve recent…

I can tell I’ve almost got him. “I just want to reiterate that the vlookup thing threw me,” he says. “That’s basic, basic stuff.” It’s tempting to confess that I also don’t know how to do a vlookup, but this probably isn’t the moment.

2013: Sheryl Sandberg’s Lean In is published, and I skim it in an afternoon. “She wrote this whole book, when she could have just bought a Molotov cocktail for every woman in America,” I tell John. “I’ll never understand that choice.”