Residency: A Day in the Life

I feel my eyelids begin to fall again as I struggle helplessly to keep them open. We are 2 hours into a 4-hour meeting. My pocketful of mints I brought has long disappeared, as well as the contents of my 40 oz water bottle. I glance down at my arm, now bright red and adorned …

Beyond Salary: What Makes a Company a Great Place to Work For?

I began working at the early age of 8.  I delivered Thursday's newspaper beginning at 4 A.M. with the assistance of my dad (who I now appreciate even more).  I brought in a sizable $30 a month - significant at that age.  From that point on, I usually held some form of work: mowing lawns, …