vertically challenged

lynnrickert:

Wrote about my favorite Brooklyn bookstore for work. (Favorite Manhattan one is obviously Housing Works, which I wrote about last fall.) Books, you guys! Read ‘em!

Happy belated world book night?

Literally the best possible thing to see when I get to work. My coworkers are awesome.

Thursday is my last day working at Details. I start webmasterin’ full time at Morris on Monday, which has been in the works for a few months now.

I started interning at Details in January 2011. On and off, it’s been over a year and a half that I’ve been there. I’ve worked with two web editors, three associate/assistant web editors, a few freelance web producers and a slew of web interns. I had a love/hate relationship with Teamsite, the CMS we use to produce the site. I worked in a small, cramped closet with up to three other people. For a while, there was a giant poster of a palm tree hanging on the wall.

Once I got drunk at work for a scotch tasting. Another time I got drunk after work at a party where Details’ cover star Joe Jonas was in attendance. No one had told me about that party until the day it was happening and I had worn jeans and sneakers to work, so I bought a new outfit on my lunch break.

I’m definitely going to miss everyone there, the Conde Nast cafeteria’s turkey burgers, my shiny new Mac with the latest version of Photoshop, the possibility of running into Anna Wintour in the elevator, accidentally saying shit like “these marled socks are so in right now” and working somewhere in publishing where there are more than two dudes in the office!

Because seriously?! with this girl right now.

Accurate. (via nothing nice to say)

Work is for braiding my hair and reading longform journalism.

editorrealtalk:

This blog, you guys. And Teamsite. Ugh.

Friday was my boss’s last day of work. Now I am a one-woman web department until they hire someone new.

details:

Easy Street | Suit by Tommy Hilfiger

You guys! Go follow Details on tumblr! Now!

Adam Scott speaks the truth

Pretty much all I did yesterday. This office is so empty.

GPOYW

I showed up at work and everyone was dressed all fancy for our Christmas “party” (basically: bring in food and work as usual?) and I was not. I did get lots of compliments on the cookies I made (from scratch!). They’re three layers of awesome almondy cookie with raspberry jam in between and chocolate frosting on top. Recipe on my cousin’s food blog, if you’re so inclined.

I think I mentioned that I was going to work for IN New York, but I haven’t really posted about it since. I also neglected to mention that Details hired me for the two days a week I’m not at IN. Both jobs are great. It’s similar stuff that I’m doing at both places—coding, design, messing with Teamsite and Joomla, etc—and I love it.

I’ve wanted to work for a magazine since I was 14 and read Andy Greenwald and Chuck Klosterman and Alternative Press and joined the school newspaper. I’ve wanted to work in web since I was 19 and Cookie folded and I found myself searching for a new internship mid-semester and somehow stumbled upon O Mag. Did not meet Oprah, did realize I needed to start “living my best life” and continue in this field.

Since most people I know had had trouble landing entry level jobs, I really wasn’t expecting much when I graduated. After two months of unemployment/cat sitting/failed job interviews followed by two more months of a (barely) paid internship, I’m now working for two magazines’ websites. I really don’t know how this happened, but I’m so happy that it did.

TL;DR: I love my jobs.

Last day at DailyCandy today. First day at new job Tuesday.

Today: I misspelled pigeon “pidgeon” in front of my editor, I had to very slowly spell my name to the barista at Starbucks because Lynn is very hard to sound out what with it being one syllable, I spent most of the day at work checking to see if stores still had things from a year ago and found some stuff that I want, I walked a few miles just for fun, I bought some niceish flats at Buffalo Exchange, I had sort of real food for dinner, I’m starting to get over my cold maybe knock on wood.