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He`s So Original
By skirtSteph, Wednesday, March 10, 2010, 0 comments

These energy drink purveyors and creators of Whynatte—Andrew Wessels, age 29 and Jesse Altman, age 3—first met in high school at Paideia in Atlanta. After college, Jesse became a financial advisor and Andrew was a facilitator for autistic children at a school.

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Essays
By Skirt.com, Monday, March 01, 2010, 0 comments
Fickle Fortunes

The palm reader giggled as he ran a finger over my hand. “You’ll be poor and you’ll be rich, but you’ll always be bad with money. Fortunately, you’ll also always have someone to take care of you.” I rolled my eyes. I just wasn’t that kind of girl.

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By Skirt.com, Monday, March 01, 2010, 4 comments
Tips

We were waitresses, all of us, with different stash spots for tips. Mine was a tattered old envelope in my underwear drawer. I kept the amount written on the front, scratched out and rewritten over and over, to keep myself in the know and to protect from unlikely thievery.

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Essays
By Skirt.com, Monday, March 01, 2010, 0 comments
When I Grow Up...

I got my first clue things were shifting when they changed the name of the Personnel Department to Human Resources. That title brought to mind bodies wearing pressed suits and hanging from huge hooks, cycling around on a motorized rack like the one in the dry cleaners. A neat filing system, it displayed unlimited selections to replace the used-up models that had been piled into the roll-off dumpster in the alley. My second clue arrived the morning after the merger papers were signed.

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Essays
By Skirt.com, Monday, March 01, 2010, 4 comments
I Want

Imagine wanting what you already have.”

Her words stop me cold, freeze my deep and purposeful breathing.

“What,” I think, “did that crazy hippie lady just say?”

I try to resume the assigned task, mindfully inhaling the chilled air of the fitness center and balancing my sharp sitz bones on a borrowed blue cushion. I will my swirling mind to settle softly like a leaf to the ground. But Mary Love continues to hijack my piss-poor attempts at being in the now.

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24/7 With
By skirtSteph, Wednesday, February 17, 2010, 0 comments
Melissa Bunnen

Melissa is celebrating her 25th anniversary this year! Of her business. We love women-owned businesses and the stories behind them. Here's our 24/7 questionnaire with Melissa:

Occupation: Founder and Owner of Piece of Cake

I live in: Buckhead, GA

My favorite possession: My wedding ring because it represents the past and present (it belonged to my grandmother.)

My hometown: Atlanta. Born and raised.

Words I live by: "Many hands make light work."

I can't live without: A cup of coffee in the morning.

I am most proud of: My 3 kids—a Piece of Cake and my 2 children

I'm inspired by: Strong women.

What keep me awake at night: worrying. I'd say it's a hobby of mine.

One thing I never want to do again: Jump out of an airplane.

The one item that changed my life: Putting my business on computer, email, cell phones, mapquest and all technology. Can you imagine that 25 years ago we didn't have any of that running this business? Even for cake deliveries, we didn't just put it in mapquest.We had real maps!

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Essays
By Skirt.com, Tuesday, December 01, 2009, 13 comments
You Can Quote Me

moved from one end of the office building to the other, everyone jockeyed to get a desk near the windows. Not me. I chose the desk no one wanted way back in the corner. I preferred privacy to a view.

Not that I got much privacy. My micro-managing supervisor invaded my personal space daily. He peered over my shoulder watching my keystrokes, wanted to know my every move, called me into his office constantly to question my actions. Once I got dragged back to his lair from in front of the elevator at 5pm on a Friday.

“Come to my office,” he ordered. “I want to discuss next week’s objectives.” Talk about feeling like a caged wild animal. I daydreamed of escape.

Unfortunately, the career ladder I counted on climbing kept losing rungs. Government cuts reduced the number of available statistics positions and I faced a shrinking pool of jobs in a bumpy economy. I wasn’t married. No opportunities existed for me to quit and fall back on a mate’s salary until the job market picked up. Yet, I feared for my mental health if I didn’t get out of this soul-stifling environment.

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The Daily Muse
By Skirt.com, Tuesday, November 24, 2009, 1 comments
Feeding Fun

Feed the Pig’s mascot, Benjamin, creeped me out a bit, but not nearly as much as the zero balance in my savings account. Benjamin has lots of tips and tools to help you find ways to save. As an added bonus, they have a special site for tweens. 

It’s never too early to start saving. 

 

~ The Daily Muse

 

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Skirt! Alert
Ask
By Skirt.com, Thursday, October 01, 2009, 0 comments
Ask

a friend, fellow room mom or student to run for office with She Should Run. The project was started by the Women’s Campaign Forum after various studies showed that women don’t think to run for office unless someone asks. Women win at the same rate as men, get more in the pipeline!

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Essays
By Skirt.com, Thursday, October 01, 2009, 2 comments
Roughing It

At the beginning of the current economic upheaval, I was forced, as were so many single women I know, to cut my expenses severely. Like other women, I realized I would need to begin by divesting myself of the household help. The first to go were the chauffeur, the butler, the day cook and the bartender, all of whom knew I hated to see them leave. I watched them trudge slowly as a group down the long driveway to the wrought-iron gate, heads held high, attempting to disguise their reluctance. I personally will never forget that morning, though I hope they will in time.

Wiping away a few tears with the tip of my scarf, I found myself handing pink slips that very same day to the gardener, the personal trainer, the concierge and the onsite hairstylist, most of whom seemed to have sensed it coming. I suppose I was the last to admit how dire my circumstances had become. With these mainstays on the way out, I couldn’t rationalize retaining other key personnel, so I wrote out a brand new batch of slips for the spiritual advisor, pastry chef and piano-tuner, the latter slightly less difficult to let go of since I discovered I’ve never actually owned a piano. I asked the accountant to write out his own slip, for I felt he really should have had the foresight to offset this particular crisis in the first place.

 
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