Working Life

Almost 2 years ago today, I quit my day job and started building something. After months of customer development, discussions with my wife about my plans, savings and sleepless nights, I finally decided to take the plunge.

I’m glad I did

“Of course, that little smile she has while Glen is whaling away is a little unnerving. It’s also 100 percent Betty Draper. Everybody has a favorite parent when they’re young. For most, it’s the one that’s the most lenient, that lets you have ice cream for dinner and then says, “Don’t tell Mom.” But that usually changes as one grows old enough to see past the Good Cop/Bad Cop routine and starts to realize that the parent you argue with the most is often the one you’re most similar to. Betty’s not exactly a model mother, but it seems that she’s been trying harder than usual lately. Sally has long given her the brunt of her teenage outrage, but seeing her father as he really is has given her new insight into the woman who raised her. It’s nice to see Betty being depicted as something other than a villain or a joke in a fat suit. “My father’s never given me anything,” Sally bitterly confesses, as both she and her mother puff on a cigarette, two women disappointed by the same man.”