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Our Attention Is Finite

Our attention is finite, yet we spend it everywhere but where it matters. This is not a moral failure. It is a structural one. Attention economics is the idea that in a world overflowing with information, human attention becomes the scarce resource. Whoever captures it, holds power. Over time, this has reshaped not just markets, but inner lives. What we notice. What we ignore. What we can tolerate. What we can no longer sit with. For a long time, people warned that television would rot our brains. In hindsight, television looks almost generous. A show required you to stay for forty minutes. A film asked for two hours. A detective story invited you to notice details, to remember names, to hold multiple threads in your mind at once. You watched. You followed. You waited. Listening to music meant staying long enough to learn lyrics. Reading meant sitting with confusion until meaning arrived. Writing a poem meant wrestling with language, not skimming it. Even boredom had a purpose—it ...

What is Emotional Labor? (And Why You’ve Probably Been Doing It for Free)

Emotional labor is that extra effort you put into controlling your emotions, managing other people’s feelings, and keeping the peace at work—even when you’re burning inside. It’s the customer care rep smiling through insults, the waitress pretending not to hear inappropriate comments, the bank teller calming an irate client, and the teacher playing therapist to students while being underpaid. It’s not in the job description, but somehow, you’re expected to deliver it—free of charge. And the worst part? If you don’t, you’re suddenly “unprofessional,” “not a team player,” or “lacking customer service skills.” Where It’s Most Common (And Who Suffers the Most) 1. Customer Service & Hospitality If you’ve worked in customer service, you already know the deal. You’ll be insulted, belittled, and made to feel like a punching bag for problems you didn’t cause. But instead of defending yourself, you’re expected to apologize, smile, and say, “I completely understand your frustration, sir.” Who...

Stop Accepting Peanuts: Why Kenyans Need To Value Themselves In The Job Market

A few days ago, I witnessed something that left me shaking my head in disbelief. I was translating for a Chinese client looking for salespeople familiar with the Kenyan market. He got a candidate’s number from someone, invited him for an interview, and even picked the meeting location—a coffee shop. The Kenyan sales guy shows up, experienced, knowledgeable, and with an existing client list. Clearly, he’s an asset. But then, things took a turn. First, the Chinese guy shows up 30 minutes late. No apology. Then, he lets the Kenyan pay for his own coffee. Keep in mind, he reached out to him , not the other way around. But here’s the real kicker—the sales guy, despite holding all the cards, asks for a salary of KES 30,000 and freely spills inside information about his former company, which happens to be a competitor to the Chinese guy’s new business. What kind of self-sabotage is this?! This isn’t the first time I’ve seen this happen. I know of another Chinese-owned company where Kenyan wo...

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