Rescue me

Yesterday I left work to find that my car had died. Unfortunately, I know nothing about cars. Those moments in a teenager’s life when he’s supposed to learn what makes cars go, I was busy figuring out what made computers go. So you can probably imagine my panic when I got in my car last night, turned the key, and heard the engine grind, but never engage.

 

To make matters worse, I had an appointment on the other end of town in a mere hour. My co-workers had left work already, my family was unreachable by phone, and well … let’s face it, I was stuck.

 

Luckily, my job offers some unique connections. I work as the Marketing Coordinator for the MicroEnterprise Department at the International Rescue Committee in San Diego. In simpler terms, I help San Diego-based refugees market their small businesses. I work with all types of refugee entrepreneurs: Food vendors, handicraft artists, childcare providers, and (thankfully) some highly-skilled mobile mechanics...