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Like no personal relationships between workers, everybody speaking these overly friendly corporate speak and one of these death clowns at the entrance, I believe they are called greeters or something.
So no glocalization?
No pretzels and wursts? Inch rulers, °F thermometers and Letter paper?
Did you just drop an F° bomb?
Even worse than the °C word.
Like no personal relationships between workers, everybody speaking these overly friendly corporate speak and one of these death clowns at the entrance, I believe they are called greeters or something.
The seeping of American culture is terrifying. Even IKEA has a sort of “greeters” distributing yellow bags now.