From “Lo Siento” to “Perdona la Molestia”: Apology Strategies That Actually Work in Latin America
La mañana que volé desde Santo Domingo a Bogotá con un carry-on lleno de mamajuana
La mañana que volé desde Santo Domingo a Bogotá con un carry-on lleno de mamajuana
The first time my college buddy Ryan crashed at my Santo Domingo apartment, I forgot
When “estoy ocupado” killed the invitation—and the friendship My first month in Medellín, a coworker
The day a single “compai” opened three doors When I first moved into my pastel-painted
I learned the danger of loose lips one Friday in a Santo Domingo colmado. I’d
When “¡Qué bella sonrisa!” almost cost me a promotion Two months into a consultancy in
The linen-shirt fiasco that nearly tanked my pitch My first week consulting in Bogotá, I
I still laugh at the memory of showing up to my first Dominican baby shower
The morning a mechanic almost yelled me out of his shop Last year I rushed
The night I misunderstood “escote” and almost paid for everyone’s lobster My first business dinner