Voices
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The Chocolate-Covered Crone
A Dem Bones Fairytale
Dec 26th, 2010 by Stella CretekShe dared to peek over the edge of the vat and tumble in. A few gulps and she was coated from head to toe. But beneath the chocolate crust, her heart beat on...
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Detour
Auf Wiedersehen
Aug 24th, 2010 by Brigitte KiepertBrigitte departs Europe with no regrets; she lived her year there to the fullest and returns with a clearer eye and a fuller heart.
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Detour
Handwritten letter is the best tour guide
Jul 13th, 2010 by Brigitte KiepertA letter from my Great Uncle Fritz sent me on a journey along the Rhine River, deepening my appreciation for family and my German heritage.
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Detour
One-hour trips across Europe
Jun 29th, 2010 by Brigitte KiepertWhat’s the benefit of dealing with another family's dirty laundry (literally) five days a week? Easy: travel. I want to see the world.
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A Dollar Short
Shine On
Sep 21st, 2009 by Molly SwensonA dirty kitchen space at work inspires Molly to purge the mess.
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A Dollar Short
It’s all in the details
Aug 26th, 2009 by Molly SwensonHonors graduate Molly's call-center training continues. This week: nothing is so certain as constant contradiction.
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A Dollar Short
Tomato, Tomahto
Aug 19th, 2009 by Molly SwensonMolly gazes longingly into the office building across the alley.
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A Dollar Short
Time after time
Aug 11th, 2009 by Molly SwensonStop me if you've heard this one before: every time I start a new job, I promise myself that I am done showing up late.
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A Dollar Short
Who will watch the children?
Aug 4th, 2009 by Molly SwensonCan Molly afford day camp? A real life math story problem.
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A Dollar Short
Accentuate the positive
Jul 22nd, 2009 by Molly Swenson"Maybe it's going to be okay," I said to myself as I was stepping off the elevator. But it wasn't long before my sense of control dissipated.
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A Dollar Short
A poetic interlude
Jul 13th, 2009 by Molly SwensonA passive-aggressive ode to cube farm life, in acrostic poem form.
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A DOLLAR SHORT
Is this really happening?
Jul 6th, 2009 by Molly SwensonMy second night of training was not entirely successful. I couldn't keep up. I kept dropping important words and phrases. The technology overwhelmed me. I forgot to use the appropriate, soothing voice. I was tired and frustrated. Somehow, learning all this new stuff was incredibly stressful AND somehow boring at the same time. I spent a little time wondering how it was possible to be in a total state of fight-or-flight while simultaneously having a bad case of ennui - and then I realized that my pondering had set me back. The rest of class was about two simulated calls ahead of me.