What does Zappos color shift from “Green” to “Teal” entail, and what are the ramifications of having a corporation function like a mood ring? New Republic launched a #longread investigation into the Vegas-based company to find out.
The job paid minimum wage and remains one of my favorites I’ve ever held.
Have any of you gone back into a salon—or a discount hair chain—and asked them to fix your haircut for free? Did it work?
Sex obtained, and often paid for, via the internet is really having a moment.
What happened when two friends and I complained to Delta customer service about a recent flight we took.
What Moonves should do is send the valet’s kids to college, or at least give them roles as extras on “Two And A Half Men.”
Dan Price often gets asked, by would-be entrepreneurs, what first step they should take to achieve their goals.
“The first step is doing something for someone,” he answers.
Is there any job a woman could do that would disqualify her from being a feminist?
I find few things as frustrating as dealing with customer service representatives. Generally, I consider myself a patient person. Slow waitstaff and inefficient baristas are only a mild irritant, like seasonal allergies or when my cat knocks over a full glass of water off my bedside table. I’m effusively polite with those in the service industry, because I remember what it was like to serve demanding customers who want both soy milk and half and half in their iced coffees. I tip well, I smile. But, when it comes to customer service representatives, generally, I’m a giant asshole.