Dismissed For Lacking A Degree, I Let My Life Speak For Itself – The Archivist

absence of the passive-aggressive dynamics and political posturing that had been constant background noise at my old job.

By the time I left, my cautious optimism had shifted into genuine excitement.

David walked me to the elevator.

“What do you think?” he asked. “Does what you saw today match what I described on Tuesday?”

“It does,” I admitted. “More continue reading …