Showing posts with label communication. Show all posts
Showing posts with label communication. Show all posts

idiot, ça l'est!


banks have changed

banks have changed... so they say. talk of a change: now everyone seems to love their banks. must be the rush up to valentine's day.
(left, paris, 5 february; right, brussels, 6 february)



anyone for office table football?

i've found the ideal place to work. no place. all places. i mean, in today's world, we can work from anywhere, can't we? the only serious reason to go to the office would be to play table-football, wouldn't it?
my dream has almost come true, in this hilarious video. almost.
the truth is closer to that of a morning rat race to catch a desk by the window. to hope you won't be pulled into a meeting (and lose that place by the window). to pack and unpack your little black backpack, meandering from open space to open space in the search of a desk for the rest of the day. oh, and if you can't find one, that's ok, you can even work from a teleboutique!
sounds too good to be true? mhmh.
next time you bump into someone who really works there, ask them what if feels like. chances are, that unless you meet the pretty girl in the video, you'll want to work elsewhere. the ideal place. no place.

series — buildings — b34 [travelling]

(c) douglas geddes — somewhere between brussels & kortrijk — 11 december 2012