TLC Reel Clips

When I was a sophomore in high school, I traveled to Dominican Republic to set up vaccine clinics. Half of our pre-trip training emphasized the importance of not interfering with (or judging) different cultural norms.

But when a father displays surprising cruelty to his young sons, I decide to take action.

I had the interrresting experience of being a non-Ivy League, non-MBA, non-male English major working on Wall Street. On the trading desk, no less.

Crazy long hours and my first work crush: darling Rick Manapat, our IT guy.

He set me up with a bootleg copy of Tetris and added a "boss button" -- the escape key -- just in case, you know, the bossman came by. Great idea. Only the boss button displayed fake revenues of our branch offices.

Being a woman in the1990s was tricky. We were allowed to have jobs and our own bank accounts, but there was still the assumption that men ruled the roost at home. The plumber who wouldn't fix a leaky pipe until I called my husband for permission. The eye doctor who had a "husband clause."

But when a car dealership kept mansplaining a car defect as entirely my fault, I lost my cool. Note to men: ties can be used as weapons in a pinch.

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