Ha! You flinched! What a dork.
Ha! You flinched! What a dork.
Agree with most of the commenters here that being able to switch between the two is the best alternative. (Drafting table with a high stool, anyone?) Ask your average check-out cashier, security guard or bartender what they think about someone with a good, solid desk job who wants to stand all day, and I'm pretty sure…
Ah, the hockey puck mouse! That damn thing gave me so many hand cramps at my first job out of college!
Downloaded this app last night. It's great! Huge improvement over other catalog viewers. Plus, they've got a bunch of stylish men's clothes and high-end loft-style furniture to browse — not just for the ladies!... although it might be a good way to help justify that iPad purchase to your girlfriend.
Yeah, damn it! And what if that man in the car was a terrorist? Or that woman on the ramp? Or that blond dye job with the microphone! Oh, God, why don't people THINK OF THE RISK before they set foot outside the house? OH, NO, what if there were a terrorist IN THE HOUSE?!?!
As well she should... It shows off certain, ah, assets to great effect.
What did she do afterwards? Did she seem embarrassed? Ignore everyone? Return to her business and act normally?
Ouch! Not quite as bad as the guy who didn't know he had a nail in his head (see photo), but it's close (as well as close to the brain)!
Eh, forget the safety lecture, here are my three questions:
Right, but I guess it comes down to how does Apple want these jobs to be perceived? Right now they want it both ways. Pay retail rates and deny health insurance, but act like they're an enlightened company with a professional-grade workforce. They've either got to step things up to retain talented costumer service…
Fascinating! Thanks!
I was thinking of Team Member. And what's creepy to me is EVERYONE'S a team member. Like it's some sort of communist utopia or something... (which as we know from Gawker's recent posts on Target, is about as far from the truth as you could imagine.)
I've read this story about a dozen times today but I haven't heard anyone explain why a 56-year-old uterus isn't too old to safely carry a baby — or several if she goes on using it for more kids. Don't organs have expiration dates, especially reproductive ones? Or are they somehow "rejuvenating" the thing?
Better or worse than Target's creepy habit of calling everyone an "Associate"?
How does a store being constantly jam-packed with employees translate into NOT being overworked? Last time I went into a Mac store, my "Genius" was so frazzled by the crowds he said he was pretty sure Apple was waiting for someone to kill themselves before they built a second store in the city.
It makes perfect sense without sound actually. Almost custom designed for cube dwellers yearning to break free.