What’s Your Why?

inspiration, motivation, blogger, blogging

location, notting hill, london

When I was around 13/14 years old, I got comfortable in my first Religious Studies class of year 9, organised my pens in a colour coordinated order and scoffed at the alphabetic seating plan because I wasn’t a fan of the guy that came after me in the register. Then was met with a personal attack!! (Kinda…) My teacher asked us to put up our hands if we were religious, then for those of us who did, he asked whywhy are you a Christian? And I realised that in those few 13 years of life, I’d (not surprisingly) never really thought of this question, and my immediate instinct was “well… because my family is…?”

So this isn’t a post to do with religion or the ins and outs and deepness of the answer to that question above – but it got me thinking recently about my why. Why exactly do I do X, Y and Z. I’m asked often for example why I go to the gym so much, why I write a blog – so why not condense it into one crisp blog post…

Jan 28 2019 at 9:02 am   ·   Chatty, Lifestyle

What Not to Do When You Start Work

inspiration, motivation, advice, blogger, fblogger, style blogger

location, notting hill, london

Here’s a brief history of me in the working world:

  • I got my first job when I was 17 years old. I worked in a cafe around the corner from where I lived but actually I spent most of my time in the back washing plates. The owners there weren’t the biggest fan of me as they couldn’t fathom how I got 12A*s at GCSE (they pointed out often they they “‘ad none!”) but didn’t know what a sundried tomato was (well – it’s not really apart of an African diet!! But yes I was also a ditz, allow me.) After two months of passive aggressiveness I quit via text and never looked back. Sometimes when I go back to see my family I look back at the little cafe and wonder if it’s still owned by the same buncha eediats.
  • I tried to get retail jobs for years but was never accepted for anything! I had an interview for Tesco once but they never got back to me… ouch.
  • Uni started and so did the internship applications. In my first year I “interned” for 1 week at a US investment bank, then later that year I paid the deposit for my second year uni flat, was plunged into my overdraft, and decided to take up a 12 week part time summer internship at a “commodities pricing firm” to keep me afloat.
  • In my second year I interned for 10 weeks at a European investment bank which I now work out.
Jan 21 2019 at 8:31 am   ·   Advice, Style