Thoughts On The Yelp Millennial Thing

Did you see the Open Letter To My CEO, about a starving (well, kinda starving, we’ll get to that) young Yelp employee?

On one hand, YES. Rent is insanely high. Especially in cities, which is where job opportunities are. Entry-level jobs are paid so poorly they almost require either a second job or generous parents. College loans are insane. The gap between the wealthy and the struggling continues to grow.

On the other hand… the letter-writer wants a job being funny on the internet, but is complaining about having to put in a year on a lower rung first. Expecting your first job to be your dream job, and expecting to turn funny on Twitter into financial security is pretty much why people say millennials are entitled. She complains about the type of free foods stocked at her office, and also that the free snacks are only replenished on weekdays, even though she has to work weekends too. Working weekends in order to move up is pretty much textbook career advice. (Turning free work snacks into a meal is also a respectable career move, check the press room for the complimentary bagels and free coffee.)

There are SO MANY ways that the system is stacked against people beginning work. SO MANY. And I hate all the narratives that new grads are required to pay one’s dues through unpaid and underpaid starter work (which goes double in creative fields where you’re supposed to write, design, draw, etc. for the sheer love of it, never mind wanting to pay your rent). I hate that professional work in your field is unpaid because you’re promised you’ll get valuable skills and  experience, and that the retail or food service work you take to get by is poorly paid because you’re told it doesn’t require skills. I hate that my gut reaction to this piece was You have health insurance! Quit your moaning! like the ability to see a doctor is some kind of heavenly peak that only the elite could aspire to reach. I hate that we keep repeating this narrative about working hard at whatever’s available until you get promoted, like we’re not watching my generation getting crushed under rounds of layoffs, salaried jobs turning into contract jobs or thirty-five-hour “part-time” jobs, stagnant salaries, and mounting interest on mounting student loans.

This open letter though… ugh. It’s not at all a sympathetic account of struggling to make ends meet. It isn’t a story about the compromises of living with too many roommates for the space available, or the exhaustion of working nights in a second job.  It’s really hard to read. In the letter, she asks her CEO to pay her phone bill. She also recounts a story of telling her manager she didn’t have the $6 fare to get to work, a situation I can’t possibly imagine. I mean, I can imagine needing train fare (been there), I can’t imagine calling my job to ask what I should do about it. She describes the poverty that led her to write this letter, and also leads her to include Venmo, Square Cash and PayPal donation options at the bottom. She’s eating only rice, she can’t afford to turn on her heater, she’s drinking water to make her stomach feel full. Except, is she really?

There’s been an unsurprising backlash of folks going through her social media (now mostly private, but someone’s archived her work-hating tweets and cupcake-baking ‘grams at That’sALotOfRice) and coming up with evidence that she’s lying about her poverty. There are a lot of fancy meals, drinks, and cupcakes for someone who claims to be living on rice and water. 

But I don’t think that automatically means she’s lying about the finanical trouble she’s having, because it’s quite easy to exaggerate or present a different story on social media. My own timeline includes lovely shots of my bay window reading nook, artfully angled to hide the restaurant dumpster outside the window. The internet police force doesn’t need to sift through this girl’s social media in determine if she bought unnecessary meals out, we can see that the system is flawed when there’s a massive debate about under what circumstances a college grad who’s working full time deserves to buy herself something nice, ever.

Even if her account of surviving on rice and water is bullsh– hyperbole, the system of high rents, low wages and college debt presents a real problem. Do you remember Mike Daisey’s iPhone story on NPR? And the retraction? I don’t think I posted about it here, which is odd because I think I told everyone I know, several times, how angry I am because now all the real information about the very real exploitation in Apple factories in China is going to be tainted with his exaggerated, falsified story.  It’s the same thing with this Open Letter and the plight of entry-level employees.

In conclusion, yeah, it’s entitled and ridiculous to expect to graduate and land your dream job, to expect to live in an expensive city with no lifestyle compromises, to write a callout letter and be surprised when you get fired. 

But the rent really is too high, college tuition is too high, interest on college loans is too high, entry-level salaries are too low, mid-level salaries are stagnant, and the gap between haves and have-nots is growing all the time. So many of us have followed the instructions to go to college, earn a degree, get a job, start on the bottom, work hard and you can move up, but we’re finding that doesn’t really lead to a solid middle-class life anymore.  Eventually we’re going to have to see this as a system failure and not the result of individual mistakes.

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BostonFIG Talks

I went to the BostonFIG Talks the other day… er… the other month. (That is pretty much how my life is going right now.) It was great to see the games being developed in Boston, and it was just a really thoughtfully planned day. First, the keynote ended with an activity of taking names and looking for those people at the conference. This was nice because even though I never found my second person, every time I chatted with someone during the day, we’d compare names and ask if the other person knew them. So that was an automatic icebreaker, as designed.

Also, they had food. Usually conferences have coffee and danishes in the press room, and while I’m not exactly complaining about the free food for writers, I am now too old to manage on caffeine and sugar, so I usually find myself in an awesome city, and looking for an Au Bon Pain or whatever so I can overpay for quick sandwich. Getting older is the worst. Moving on.

All the talks I heard were interesting skillshares — actually, that’s another way this was a really thoughtfully organized conference. I don’t really have experience with AAA work, so talks about large-scale, high-budget development isn’t too applicable to me. But I’ve worked on several games, so I’m not too interested in introductory lectures.

Probably the most fun talk was on avatars and character customization. This one was given by a student, Francesca Carletto-Leon, and all her friends came to point out which of her avatar examples were themselves or their other friends. It was great in the sense that it shows a thriving indie dev community in my new city. But it was also alienating because it shows a thriving community of people who all know each other… and not me.

She did reference some of Carly’s research, which is always great to see.

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I did not yell out “Look, you guys! My friend is in this presentation too!” but I strongly considered it.

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No, Seriously. Don’t Skip “Monument Valley”

I have a new post over (The) Absolute, talking about the wonderful puzzles of Monument Valley:

Monument Valley. Are you playing this? You probably should be.

This mobile game from ustwo has been out for a while, but the description of it as a casual puzzler kept me expecting yet another underwhelming freemium click-and-wait game. I missed out on months and months I could be playing Princess Ida on her beautiful puzzle path!

Via No, Seriously. Don’t Skip “Monument Valley” | (The) Absolute

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Freshii

IMG_2006The other night, I went to Freshii with some other Boston bloggers. (Yeah! I live in Boston now! I do Boston blogger things!) I had a really nice evening, thanks to the great bloggers I met. Always fun to meet friends who are just as interested in social checkins, and Instagramming interesting textures, and turning their thoughts into blog posts.

Freshii gave us so much delicious food and we all had a lovely time artfully arranging Instagram photos, and sampling tasty meals. Our host told us about how Freshii could customize dish for vegetarian, vegan, gluten-free or paleo diets, or for food allergies. I liked the noodle bowl and the quinoa salads we sampled, but overall, my favorites for the night were the pineapple-cucumber-celery juice and the tart froyo. I’ve been getting more into green juices recently (I was planning to give up coffee and start drinking healthy juices all the time, only the giving-up-coffee bit didn’t happen.) and this was a particularly nice one with pineapple and a little bit of ginger.

Freshii Menu, Reviews, Photos, Location and Info - Zomato This Freshii is right by the Boston Public Library, which is where I’ve been studying a lot recently, so I’ve already been back for the pineapple green juice.

Thanks to Freshii and Blog&Tweet Boston for the event!

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Emergent Gameplay

One of my professors just sent me a sweet message saying how great my essay grades have been recently and to keep up the hard work. I don’t want to be a jerk after such a kind note, but a couple weeks ago, I noticed she was grading our essays on the quality of citations. Since that realization, I’ve started including one more citation than the assignment requirements, stopped stressing about organization and clarity, and started getting 100s and 99s on everything I turn in.

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BuriedTown Review on Hardcore Droid

I have a new post up over on Hardcore Droid:

In BuriedTown, you are a lone survivor after the rise of the zombies, looting what you can to build up your home. You’ll need to get a weapon, maybe some armor, and start building upgrades to your shelter, while keeping an eye on food, health and rest meters. BuriedTown does innovate on the formula by adding a bacteria meter as well. This is would be a legitimate concern in the zombie apocalypse, with all the contaminated food, water and undead-induced injuries. It adds realism, even if it doesn’t do much for gameplay, because a stomach bug simulator isn’t exactly the drama, puzzles, or escapism I’m looking for in games. Virus, bacteria, and infection are used interchangeably in the game, so don’t overthink it (like I did).

The minimalist graphics blend clean, simple icons with black-and-white stock photography. It’s a great look, monochrome with occasional splashes of red, stark and dark without being gory. As I gathered materials, food, and the occasional weapon, I spent a lot of time running back and forth, because you need so much stuff to build improvements, but you have only a little-bittie carrying capacity. You can upgrade it, for a price, but I’ll get to that later. Each location is measured in hours from your home, and if you’re out after dark, the frequency of zombie attacks increases. Plus, you’ll need to rush home to sleep and eat (you can only eat in the apartment. Apparently I’ll eat found cans of meat, but only at my kitchen table).

Source: BuriedTown Review | Hardcore Droid

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Language Acquisition or Whatever

level 4 hahahaMe taking HSK practice exams: Yeah! 加油! Go me! I’m so good at Chinese!

Me listening to native Mandarin at natural speed: Uh, what?  慢说. 我说的不好。

 

Right now, I’m studying the vocabulary for the HSK 1 exam. A lot of Chinese-language learners are questioning whether HSK is just character memorization with no practical application. Some see it as fairly meaningless bit of paper that tests how well one studied for the HSK, rather than a real reflection of Mandarin ability. From the practice exams I’ve done, a large part of the HSK exam really is testing how well you take vocabulary tests, a bit like the verbal SATs, circa 1990s. So I can look for familiar radicals and make a smart guess, which is an entirely different skill from a real second-language conversation.

Mandarin ability is such a slippery concept. Is it ability to have a simple conversation in Chinese? What if I’m just listening for key words and not actually understanding all of it? Ability to read a menu? Read the paper? Follow a TV show? Write legibly? Type in Chinese? Gain enough fluency with standard Mandarin you can understand local dialects? Use a radical dictionary?

I don’t think exams and GPAs are necessarily good metrics of ability, but I recognize that other people do care about grades and stuff. My applied Mandarin got me through 2.5 years of second-language life, so now I think I want to increase my vocabulary from survival words and earn a more formal qualification.  If I look for another job in China, I don’t think anyone will nearly as impressed with “successfully reordered drinking water” as they will be with a passed exam. I hope I get a certificate with a cool red stamp.

 

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Skillsets and the Tarzan Yell

course topics teachingI interviewed for a great short-term teaching job the other day. I’m torn between OMG IT’S SO INTERESTING!!! I COULD LEARN SO MUCH THERE!!! and a more responsible worry that I need to stop grabbing interesting gigs and start planning steps to grow a proper career. I’m not going to be thirtysomething forever, you know, someday I’ll have to grow up.

Now, I love teaching and teenagers, but there’s something about teaching interviews that always irks me. I’m always asked a hypothetical scenario. What would you do if a student is aggressive, openly defiant, swinging from the fluorescent lights doing a Tarzan yell? (Note: one of these may be a slight exaggeration to express how far-fetched these are) Even though this happens every time, I never know how to answer these scenarios because there are so many stages before this happens. There are so many ways with teenagers to read moods and understand and ask the right questions and gently let teenage students tell you that they’re feeling like they want to swing from the lights doing a Tarzan yell, that it seems almost ridiculous to ignore it and let it fester until the problem’s wildly out of control.

Ask me what I’d do when 30 students giggle whenever they hear English spoken. Ask me what I’d do when my class of 5 6-year-olds becomes a class of 20 15-year-olds. Ask me what I’d do when the room stares at me in confusion over my fullspeed English. Ask me what I’d do when no girl students feel comfortable raising their hands if a boy has his hand up. Ask me what I’d do when a student cries in class. Because these, my friends, are what I can handle.

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Book Review: Matriarch

Matriarch: An Australian Novel of Love and War by Geoffrey Hope Gibson tells the story of five generations of one family.

The family saga begins when the son of a no-longer-wealthy British family arrives at a distant post in the Outback, and falls in love with an Aboriginal woman. (Well, there’s also a lot about the family members back home in England, and how they relate to their new Australian grandchild, and what’s really happened to all their wealth, but the Australian family begins here. Good family sagas sometimes have no real beginning and no ending, just like real families.) I didn’t know all that much about native Australians going in, besides a vague concept of walkabouts, and this novel described both daily aboriginal life and how terribly the original inhabitants were treated by colonists, and then by the Australian government. The story shows this on an individual level, as well as on a national scale.

The descriptions of Outback life were very matter-of-fact, whether it was a description of food found in the bush or of aboriginal religion. I liked that it wasn’t overly exoticized, since the author manages to avoid portraying native Australians as “other” even while explaining customs and activities that were entirely new to me.

The story covers family relationships, both loving and tense, over several generations. After a while I began to see children and grandchildren inheriting their parents’ traits.The narration and point-of-view change between characters, which helps add to the feeling of family stories, but it can been a little jarring when the story switches perspective. There’s also a huge cast of characters. Definitely not a dealbreaker, but I did find myself flipping back now and then to confirm how characters were related. (This is not unlike hearing family stories at a holiday dinner table, and trying to work out whether that’s an aunt or a great-aunt.)

Overall, this is a sweeping family epic in gorgeous surroundings.

For more fiction set in Australia, try The Ship of Brides, The Women in Black or The Swan Book.

I received a copy of this book to review. All opinions are my own, as always, because even free books can’t restrain my snark. 

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There Is No TBR List

kissy vampire booksThere are a lot of annual reading challenges going around now, like reading 52 books this year, or reading more works by female authors. (My personal reading challenge is to write and post more reviews of what I’m reading, and to remember who recommended particular books to me.) A lot of the challenges include reading a book that’s been on your To Be Read list or on your shelf.

I… don’t know what that means. The whole concept of a TBR list, owning books I mean to read but haven’t gotten around to reading, doesn’t really happen for me. If I own a book, I’ve read it. Actually, if someone else in my house owns a book, I’ve probably read it. If a book is let sitting around near me, I’ve probably read it. If someone leaves a book in the building’s laundry room while I’m doing laundry, I’ve read it.

Anyway, I haven’t read every book I want to read, so I kind of have a TBR list. It’s books that friends (or NPR) have recommended, or books that other books reference, or just novels that look interesting, and I want to buy (or borrow) and read. What about you? Do you have a TBR list of books you already own and mean to read? Or is your TBR list all books you want to get your hands on?

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