Wednesday, January 17, 2007
I went to a focus group last night. I've done these a few times. I did one for Uniqlo and another one for lottery gaming. The lottery gaming one was weird actually. I'd never actually met people who seemed to have a problem with the whole "scratch off" theory or complaining that there was just too much to scratch off. Forget it if there was any sort of rule besides match that image with this one. "Way too complicated!"
The one I went for last night was for the Scientific American web site. I even had to do some homework for it which is really above and beyond what is usually asked. Anyway, most of the people in the group were fine but there was one gentleman who I totally hated. He talked constantly and had an incredibly annoying laugh. He was so bad that the moderator eventually had to tell him to take it easy. He would be asked things like "Do you like this page layout?" and then start out with some shit like "This reminds me of the metaphor where..." and then he'd go on and on boring the hell out of everyone. I had a pad of paper on it and kept writing things down like "Shut up. Shut up. Shut up" over and over. We had to turn these in at the end.
Afterwards, I took the subway with another guy from the group who said "I couldn't help but notice that you looked like you were in physical pain every time that guy Jacob said something. Especially when you put the paper totally over your face.". This sort of made me feel bad since I'm sure it was totally obvious to him that I thought he was an incredibly grating.
The one I went for last night was for the Scientific American web site. I even had to do some homework for it which is really above and beyond what is usually asked. Anyway, most of the people in the group were fine but there was one gentleman who I totally hated. He talked constantly and had an incredibly annoying laugh. He was so bad that the moderator eventually had to tell him to take it easy. He would be asked things like "Do you like this page layout?" and then start out with some shit like "This reminds me of the metaphor where..." and then he'd go on and on boring the hell out of everyone. I had a pad of paper on it and kept writing things down like "Shut up. Shut up. Shut up" over and over. We had to turn these in at the end.
Afterwards, I took the subway with another guy from the group who said "I couldn't help but notice that you looked like you were in physical pain every time that guy Jacob said something. Especially when you put the paper totally over your face.". This sort of made me feel bad since I'm sure it was totally obvious to him that I thought he was an incredibly grating.
Saturday, January 13, 2007
You know what I love? Yes, you guessed it! Police animals! In the news here in New York there's been lots of talk about Ranger
who seems as though he will make a full recovery. I like the fact that they rushed him to the hospital with sirens blaring.
AND, of course, there's Fred the deputized cat. Good photo gallery here including a shot of the fake vet! I find Fred almost unbearably cute. Sadly, he died in a car accident this year.
Friday, January 12, 2007
Public Service Announcement: If you drop your phone in a beer it will cease to work.
