Kafka, Businessrun, formulas and a cactus: A look at my first year of training

The first training year of apprentice Chrisi is over. In this blog post she tells you why she isn't a couch potato anymore and how you can write like Kafka.

by Christina Rauter
Reading time 5 min
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You know those little capuchin monkeys that cling to their mother’s belly? That could have been me – at least on my first day at work. I had to leave my mother's save zone but nevertheless, full of expectations and nervous excitement, I stood at the front door; all the faces were foreign to me and I knew that from now on, I was on my own. Now it’s a year later, and I can say that it was an informative and eventful first year of training. And that nervousness I felt at the beginning? It definitely wasn’t necessary.