What being a Knowledge Worker in the 90s at the ASE and Nutella have in common.
"If I were bigger, I could do whatever I wanted whenever I wanted and no one could tell me what to do, ever. I'd eat nutella with a spoon, directly from the jar, for breakfast with pain au chocolat. For lunch, I'd eat crepes au sucre et buerre and for dinner, I'd eat Reeses Peanut butter cups, Snickers, 3 Muskateers, and Heath bars. And a bag of Doritoes. I can't wait to be a grown up so I can do what I want, not what they want." - me at 8 years old when the adults told me I couldn't eat sugar for every meal In my early 20's, my room mates and I joked, "Popcorn for dinner and ice cream for dessert." But we were drop-dead serious, this was our most common "dinner". We were a group of creatives working at breakneck speeds for 18 hours at a time for one of the world's largest business consulting firms, week after week, hopping on and off planes with our sunglasses on and in every a new city, talking like rockstars, [whispers] "Where are we? Tulsa? Ok, thanks! [turns to the crowd] HELLO TULSA!" When we had time off, we'd sleep late, stay up late, smoke weed, watch movies like Wet Hot American Summer, eat candy and chips, and write screenplays, commercials, songs, plays, and draw/paint/build props and other art for the house and our friends/co-workers. We lived on a diet of pizza, candy, and fried snacks. At 48, with a gut undergoing some changes with peri-menopause, the thought of that life and diet literally gives me the shits. Ugh.
