Yet, something - `designated' - wells up in this fog of unthinking.
Where does it come from? At the intersections of what disfunction? And
why is it that what wells up there is so seldom felicitous?
-----Original Message----
From: Michael Kaplan [mailto:view@xxxxxxxx]
Sent: Thursday, 15 April 1999 15:33
To: DESIGN-L@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
Subject: designs from hell
The crap on the strip goes right down to the details.
Anyone notice the
automated entry doors to most of your new retail
establishments? The
entry is on the *left* so if you try to enter on the
right you get
whopped by the automated *exit* door. Who's designing
these?
A friend commented that corporations are so
bureaucratized that no one
knows how to think.
Where does it come from? At the intersections of what disfunction? And
why is it that what wells up there is so seldom felicitous?
-----Original Message----
From: Michael Kaplan [mailto:view@xxxxxxxx]
Sent: Thursday, 15 April 1999 15:33
To: DESIGN-L@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
Subject: designs from hell
The crap on the strip goes right down to the details.
Anyone notice the
automated entry doors to most of your new retail
establishments? The
entry is on the *left* so if you try to enter on the
right you get
whopped by the automated *exit* door. Who's designing
these?
A friend commented that corporations are so
bureaucratized that no one
knows how to think.