Maybe you've found yourself sitting in yet another all-hands meeting where your VP of Strategic Initiatives—a title that exists to transform the absence of purpose into a corner office—stands

So let's say you work in an office (and odds are >.70 you do), and your department gets a new VP who's come in to "streamline"

Last Monday evening I was half-watching WWE Raw, my attention divided between theatrical combat and a persistent moth circling my living room lamp. The moth kept banging against the lampshade, over and over,

I found myself stuck in traffic yesterday—a mundane scenario familiar to anyone living within commuting distance of civilization—when I noticed how frantically I kept checking my watch.1 Each glance reinforced

Last weekend, I attended a house party—one of those performatively casual gatherings where music plays just loud enough to justify not talking to anyone while simultaneously preventing any conversation requiring less than