The Case of the Missing Shoes

Next Friday, I will graduate from the UCLA Anderson School of Management and Fielding School of Public Health and receive both my Masters of Business Administration and Masters of Public Health. I'm incredibly proud of how hard I have worked and how well I have done in graduate school the past three years, while also working for a start-up med tech company, having a baby, and being a wife to my wonderful husband. I landed my dream job in market access for the world's largest biotechnology company.

Before my days at UCLA, I earned a Bachelor of Science in Systems Engineering from the University of Virginia. I then applied that degree to different jobs in software development and biopharmaceutical clinical trials for ten years. 

I rarely go a day without listening to NPR, and I'm a voracious reader of The Economist. (Not to mention Goodnight Moon and Goodnight Gorilla, given that my baby boy, now 19 months old, adores these books.) In conclusion, I think it's reasonable to consider myself well educated, well read, well informed... Dare I say it, I'm rather intelligent!

So why did I show up at work this morning without wearing shoes?