Coming home from a recent business trip, I was waiting on my flight back to Connecticut and stopped to get some food to take on the plane. My thinking: I’d be travelling through dinner and wouldn’t get home until around 8:30 pm, when it was too late to eat, so why not grab a bite now (Yes, I ate again when I got home).
In my younger days, I spent many a night in a particular Irish tavern in the Bronx, NY.
Conformity is a powerful force. Nowhere is it more powerful than middle school and high school.
In his wonderful blog post about “being a d#ck to everyone he meets,” Marc Ensign talks about a helpful neighbor, Dick, who eased his family’s transition, after a long-distance move, into a new neighborhood.