Eileen Skinner, UncommonGoods Drop Ship Associate
My hometown is…
Brooklyn, NY
Loann Camden – UncommonGoods Junior Graphic Designer, Creative
My hometown…
I was raised in Camden, New Jersey.
I’m inspired by…
When I was 10 years old, I got to go to a school field trip to DC. We got to see the White House, the Vietnam Memorial, and the Smithsonian Museum. That is when I fell in love with art and history. Later I learned that I wanted to be more creative than just learning about it, so I became a graphic designer.
An uncommon fact about me…
I’m skilled in general cooking. Since I used to live in Texas, I’m very knowledgeable about most things BBQ.
Danny Bui – UncommonGoods Software Developer, Technology
Sharon Santana – UncommonGoods Operations Team Lead
Matthew Monsees, UncommonGoods Online Marketing Manager
My hometown…
Asheville, NC.
I’m inspired by…
People who are stubborn when it comes to standing up for what they believe in while being open to understanding alternate viewpoints.
My favorite food of all time is…
Eating fresh mango with my hands in the grass after exercising.
Roman Korsunsky – UncommonGoods Senior Software Developer, Technology
My hometown is…
Brooklyn.
I’m inspired by…
The constant evolution of technology.
Zack Notes, UncommonGoods Senior Product Manager, Product Management
My hometown…
I’m originally from Boulder Creek, a little mountain town in the northern California. We lived on Chipmunk Hollow Road, where there were indeed a ton of chipmunks. There were also slightly less cute animals – like scorpions, tarantulas, and mountain lions. We had a vegetable garden and a chicken coop. One time I was collecting eggs and the rooster decided that he wanted the eggs back. A brutal showdown ensued and I lost. Luckily, I was rescued by our dog, Sasquatch. I still have a scar on my cheek.
In our backyard, I had a laboratory under a redwood tree where I worked on my “inventions.” Starting when I was three, I would take stuff out of the trash, bring it into the backyard, and try to build things with it – time machines, etc. I wish I had some kind of baby genius invention to tout, but I don’t think I ever actually made anything other than a mess.
Every now and then someone’s house would go into the creek when we had mudslides. My parents tell me that one of the guys that lived on our street was a Hells Angels gang leader who would frequently throw raging biker parties. One time, the Hells Angels let me shoot a shotgun at a washed up house in the river. That was probably around the time my parents decided we should move.