The Mentee and the Manatee
I never asked to be a mentor. I never wanted—nor do I think anyone wanted me—to be one. But much like getting old, going to the dentist, or laughing at Sail Cat, you can’t really stop it from happening. And as a jaded, hateful person, it was a lot more impactful than I imagined it would be. It wasn’t one of those life-affirming “let’s teach each other about people” situations like from every 90s sitcom, but you obviously learn a lot from the first time you do anything, and that…read more