starbucks container store, tukwila, washington/Tony Gale III
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Even our architecture is innovative…
Introducing our new game called:
“Don’t Be A Di*k During Meals With Friends.”
The first person to crack and look at their phone picks up the check.
Our (initial) purpose of the game was to get everyone off the phones free from twitter/fb/texting and to encourage conversations.
Rules:
1) The game starts after everyone has ordered.
2) Everybody places their phone on the table face down.
3) The first person to flip over their phone loses the game.
4) Loser of the game pays for the bill.
5) If the bill comes before anyone has flipped over their phone everybody is declared a winner and pays for their own meal.
Variations/house rules:
-Starting the game after everyone is seated.
-In the rare event that multiple people flip their phones simultaneously, the bill is split between said players.
- Feel free to invoke penalties/strikes systems.
Notes:
- No touching or messing with anybody else’s phones.
- You don’t have to stack the phones. This was done for picture taking purposes.
- I realize I should perhaps think of a different name for this awesome game. Because I don’t mean to imply that everyone who checks their phone during meals is a di*k.
- I recommend not being such a stickler or hardass on people about the rules and even initiation of the game. Basic premise is to just get people open to the idea of staying active and attentive to one another. But if someone has to take a call; they have to take a call =).
- Have fun! It’s really more of a fun concept in this new age high tech life of ours. Conversation is the spice of life.
I’m down.
Let’s institute this everywhere.
Oh my god!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I WILL be making this game!Eli, you and I are doing this on the THG cruise!
well, this looks promising
Innovation
Because the world really, really, really needed more Disney princesses, the company just unveiled, “Sofia the First,” a preschool-aged princess. And, in case you blinked or sneezed earlier this year, Disney also has a line of big-eyed, small-waisted princess toddler dolls. (I bet they were born potty trained!)
This all reminds me of a story. Do you know the story of the Disney princess posse? I first learned about it years ago from a fantastic New York Times Magazine article by Peggy Orenstein. If you don’t know the story, gather around and put down your iPhones for a moment. Or at least put them on vibrate. (And yes, I’m paraphrasing A LOT.)
Once upon a time, Disney’s princesses lived and worked alone. Snow White hung out mainly with her dwarves. Ariel lived under the sea. And poor Cinderella was stuck cooking and cleaning for her bitchy stepmother and stepsisters all by her lonesome. There were others too. Many of them toiled away in relative obscurity. And then, about 10 years ago, a wise marketing man had an idea: The princesses should be friends! Unite the princesses! And so, he waved a magic wand and created one sparkly princess megabrand. And, as Cinderella’s fairy godmother once said, “Put ‘em together and what have you got? Bippity boppity boo!” Or, to put it another way, “Cha Ching!”
But, here’s my issue. Enough with the princesses already! So, now they have baby princesses. Preschool princesses. And enough princess merchandise to decorate your home and the home of everyone you know or are at least Facebook friends with. Bedspreads. Galoshes. Toothbrushes. Costumes. Wedding dresses (for adults). Underwear. Hats. Clocks. And snack food.
It’s time for something new. Something girls can embrace – and perhaps, one day even aspire to become.
Here’s my idea. Drumroll…
The Disney Mayoral Collection. As in, a Mayor, the woman or man who runs a city, municipality or town. How many princesses are in the current Disney line? Eight or nine? The Mayoral Collection has thousands (hundreds? I don’t know really but I’ll look it up on Wikipedia if asked) of potential licensed characters.
There’s a ton of stuff that could be sold with the collection. My costumes would include pantsuits, skirts, and button-down shirts. There’s also a dress-up version for the little girl (or little boy) who wants to pretend they’re attending a fundraising dinner. Accessories like briefcases, pens and American flag lapel pins will also each be sold separately.A year or so after we introduce it, we’d launch the “Mayoral Re-Election Collection” which includes campaign buttons, microphones, podiums, and lawn signs. All of the posters come with a blank line where a kid can write in her or his own name: “Re-Elect Mayor Ella,” “Zachary for Mayor” and even the old standby, “Mayor Chloe Welcomes You to Our City.” And, free with every purchase, a Twitter account and ghostwriter.
The Mayoral Collection would be more educational than what Disney currently offers children through their princess line. Kids can pretend to head up local governments, balance budgets, run meetings and hold press conferences. Most importantly, they develop a sense of civic pride. What do princesses do all day? Dress up? Tote around purses? Wave? Get photographed with imagined “baby bumps.”
And, of course, we’ll have a movie. What’s a Disney product without a movie? Or is that, what’s a Disney movie without a product? (Whatever.) The movie will be about a smart yet naïve young woman who runs an election campaign against the city’s corrupt and morally bankrupt Mayor. The odds will be stacked against her. There will be obstacles. But, with hard work and a fairy godmother in the form of a wise campaign manager on her side, she just might pull it off. (She will be played, of course, by Anne Hathaway. And yes, she’ll get a makeover twenty minutes into the film.)
So, those are my ideas. Do any of you have plans to visit Disneyland over break? If yes, can you print this out for me and hand it out to anyone you see in costume? Except Pluto. He’s useless.
I have to admit, in a Disney Princess fanatic… But this still made me LOL. God, I LOVE this woman!
… And then the carriage turns back into a pumpkin and “Cinderella” transforms back into an ordinary girl covered in ashes, no longer interesting to the prince’s eye.
Life goes on, time passes, and all that’s left of “Cinderella” is a faint memory and a tarnished glass slipper.
