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Evan Marc Katz is the founder of the online dating consulting service,
E-Cyrano, and author of the bestseller, "I Can't Believe I'm Buying This Book - A Commonsense Guide to Successful Internet Dating." |
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 Restaurants take forever to launch. And these guys did it overnight? What am I missing here? |
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12/17/04 |
Episode 216:
Magellans, Dirty Seats, and Sorority Presidents
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12/10/04 |
Episode 215:
Safe jobs,
Intellectual Horsepower,
and I Love You Too’s
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12/3/04 |
Episode 214:
Oompa Loompas, Candy Bar Strippers, and the M&M Sisters
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11/30/04 |
Episode 212:
Barbie Tumors, Pepsi Dumbbells, and The Honest Truth
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11/19/04 |
Episode 211:
Fembots, Fit Wheels, and
Butt Attitude
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11/12/04 |
Episode 210:
“Impossible” Tasks, Trampled Fliers, and Only Two Brides-To-Be
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11/5/04 |
Episode 209:
Bad Contractors, “Nasty” Boardrooms, and Formal Firings
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Week 4: “The Last Supper”
Public-Hating Waiters, Uptight Stewardesses, and Jewish
Fat Ladies
By Evan Marc Katz
September 29, 2004
When Donald Trump says, “Good morning,” everybody says it back in unison as if they were at a funeral. Cheer up, kids. You’re on TV getting ripped to shreds by the likes of us!
Pot, kettle, black: Jennifer Crisafulli calls Stacy Rotner one of the most irritating people she’s ever met.
Jennifer C. may talk a big game, but you can tell that she was scared stiff. This is a woman who has gotten by her whole life talking the talk and not walking the walk. What’s more is that she knows it but would never admit it—even to herself.
Maybe it’s the New Yorker in me, but I like Chris Russo, despite his—um—forthrightness. Anyone who’s ever waited tables can say, without irony, “I hate the public.” Smart politicians or those wanting to bank on their reality stardom, however, probably should not.
Did you get the sense when the women were cleaning the restaurant in the middle of the night that it was the first time many of them had cleaned anything in their lives?
“Be respected,” says Donald Trump. “Respect makes a great leader.” People will follow anyone with a billion dollars. That’s not respect. That’s common sense.
Restaurants take forever to launch. And these guys did it overnight? What am I missing here?
I feel bad for Elizabeth Jarosz. Crying isn’t necessarily indicative of weakness or failure— although somehow I can’t picture The Donald tearing up in the same situation.
I think Maria Boren has a bright future ahead of her as a hostess. Hey, not everybody can look pretty and put on a fake smile for a living.
Jennifer C. pressing the “old Jewish fat ladies” for comments on the décor is like Kirstie Alley asking her husband if she looks fat in her jeans. If you don’t want to know the answer and it’s too late to do anything about it, don’t ask the question.
With his black T-shirt under a white jacket, Raj has proven what I’ve posited for nearly twenty years now: the Miami Vice look will NEVER die. You disagree? Talk to the scruff.
Raj though, Sonny Crockett, you’re not.
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Jennifer C. watching over her customers, asking about the food, saying “Good, good, good, good, good, good, good,” made me more uncomfortable than Charlize Theron picking off random strangers in Monster.
Ivana Ma is smart. And not that we’ve seen anything from Kevin Allen since he defended Stacie’s erratic behavior, but I hope the two of them go a long way. Which means they’ll probably both be fired next week in the “Most. Shocking. Boardroom. Ever.”
“Pulling people together. That’s what I’m best at.” Anyone else wondering how Jennifer C. can pat herself on the back when her nose is growing at such a rapid rate?
That comment about the women acting like a bunch of uptight flight attendants sounds about right. I have a feeling that no couples in that restaurant were flying the friendly skies that night.
Raj, on victory: “We’re now moving up to higher octane fuel!” And I’m putting the wax needle along the information superhighway and asking Mom for spare change. Huh?
Jennifer C. to Stacy Rotner: “You think you’re popular and well-liked?” Isn’t it always the worst people who remind us of their status in high school? Sorry you peaked at seventeen, Jen. I have no doubt that the next fifty years will be very kind to you.
Bill Rancic was great last year and deserved to win, but having him in the boardroom drilling the new crew is like the assistant manager at Burger King acting all high and mighty because he now supervises the lettuce choppers instead of chopping himself.
Who was fired? Jennifer C.
Who should have been fired? Jennifer C.
Why? With Bill, Carolyn, Trump and her whole team aligned against her, she was doomed the second they entered the boardroom. And while I have little sympathy for her and her anti-Semitic comments, the fact that she lost her real-life job over this incident is quite unfortunate. Hey, you live by the sword, you die by the sword…
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