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Dates: during 2000-2009
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...there. The intercom announced again and I thought another bomb would go off and I'd die. I cried. The guy with the apple juice put his arm around me. I wondered why no one else cried. The intercom announced to go down the stairs. I picked up a wastebasket: I planned to fill it with water. Planned to use it to shelter myself from the next bomb. (I still had no idea the building collapsed...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Penelope Trunk, Columnist, Business 2.0 | 9/12/2001 | See Source »

...lobby of the building someone gave me a Nantucket Nectar and told me to vomit. I walked outside the building with the drink in my wastebasket. There was no one around. White everywhere. The four of us had nowhere to go. I couldn't remember where I was. I walked toward the water. Police directed everyone north. I asked a woman next to me, "Where are we going?" She said, "I don't know." She had no dust. She looked so steady. I followed her. This was the beginning of her long protection...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Penelope Trunk, Columnist, Business 2.0 | 9/12/2001 | See Source »

...America is not likely to stop with the objects highlighted in your cover story [DESIGN, March 20]. The consumer will have to remodel the kitchen to accept new gadgets. We'll have to reinvent a nail for the elegant hammer and prepare attractive trash for the see-through wastebasket. We architects designed buildings based on such concepts as "form follows function," "organic architecture" and "less is more." Now industrial designers are coining terms like "blobjects," "commodity chic" and "cutensils" by creating items to match. Kudos to them. CLEMENT R. PRABAKARAN Sterling Heights, Mich...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Letters: Apr. 10, 2000 | 4/10/2000 | See Source »

...bibliographic citation for our topic. You can diagnose an obsessed thesis writer using the following check-list of symptoms: the room is piled high with over-due library books; you can't see the desk for the post-it notes and index cards covering it; and judging from the wastebasket, a normal meal consists of Cracklin' Oat Bran in a paper cup and two cans of Coke. The Room 13 sign that asks, "You want that thesis chapter when?" suddenly speaks to the obsessed senior and may take up residence on his or her door, edited to say, "You want...

Author: By Susannah B. Tobin, | Title: Masochism Rewarded | 3/23/2000 | See Source »

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