Ah, job interviews. Arriving in a strange part of town with no prior knowledge of bus routes or parking options, exchanging pleasantries, and attempting to competitively sell your time and skills within that dynamic while pretending you’re simply ‘having a casual chat’… what’s not to love? Last time I went to one, the location was …
I wish Marissa would be a bit more literal in her communications around the proposed office redesign. She’s like a human mood board, emitting a selection of impressions without explaining exactly what form they should take, how to put them together and what to emphasise. I’m sure that’s because she doesn’t know the answers herself, …
I’ve given it a lot of thought, and I’m fairly sure that the future belongs to robot monkeys. It’s a bit of a shame, but you can’t say we didn’t have a good run. Many thousands of years of true civilisation, although it would’ve been nice if people a few thousand years ago were a …
What’s Angelo’s deal? The guy is obsessed with ‘levels’. He doesn’t seem to have cottoned to the fact that nobody knows or cares what he’s on about, and is ploughing forward in his quest to push through his vision. As far as enthusiasm for office layouts goes, he really takes the cake, and I expect …