A book by its cover…

Setting up this business has made me reflect on my entire working life; every job, every boss, every co-worker, every task I have ever encountered. Of course, this trip down memory lane included the very visceral memory of my first job: working in a butcher shop. Yes, at 15 years-old, I worked every Saturday as a shop girl at a local butcher shop; cutting up, preparing and serving meat. It sounds so glamorous; I know, but what it lacked in glamour, it made up for in life lessons. Continue reading A book by its cover…