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10 Entrepreneurship Myths and Thoughts from Entrepreneurship Summit

This is our second article on entrepreneurship!

We wrote this article about a year ago while attending the Global Entrepreneurship Summit (GES 2) in Istanbul, Turkey. This week, the same summit (GES 3) is taking place in Dubai so it is appropriate to bring back this article the next two posts that are also related to entrepreneurship. Continue reading

The accidental project manager; challenge to executives

This article is a follow-up on two prior posts that we published recently. It is also in response to various online exchanges on the topic of Accidental Project Manager. The previous articles were:

  1. Are you an accidental project manager? and
  2. Are you an accidental project manager? My wife is.

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Are you an accidental project manager? My wife is

If you read our last article and you are reading this article now good news and welcome back to a fun article. So, are you an accidental project manager?

Read this Article in ArabicIn the last article we talked about the accidental project manager and we explained that the term is not offensive at all; if it was offensive, my project manager would have fired me a long time ago (imagine a funny face). She actually edited and approved this article. However, only after a lecture on my house duties with one task at a time. You will understand when you finish reading. Continue reading

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Are you an accidental project manager?

Are you an accidental project manager? I hope that no one gets offended by this term since the use of this term in our view is not offensive at all, rather it reflects a common reality. It is for those non-project managers who are asked and expected to manage projects.

Read this Article in ArabicHowever, if anyone objects to the term, we truly apologize in advance and humbly ask you to read on and you might find out that our intentions are good. Continue reading