Saving Face

[the] time to use face to face meeting, video conferencing, in- house magazines and newsletters” (pp.4-5). His technique helps the workers know his vision, objective and what he would like to do in the bank. He focuses on employee relationship that may make people feel comfortable and may have a loyalty to work in the organization, they like to do their jobs in the firm. Moreover, he met all employees by using face to face communication and video conferencing. The face to face communication and…

Bass vibrated through the floorboards, and ambient noise from the plethora of drunk and stoned students below flowed up the stairs and filtered through the crack in the bedroom door, but the volume was low, and a welcome accompaniment to presence of Sofia. With rumours of Harry Houlihan's performance about to begin, spreading through the Frat House, all those couples making use of the spare bedrooms had stampeded to the ground floor, leaving Doug, Stephen and the gorgeous raven-haired Sofia…

“So are we going to do this or what?” I asked mustering up all the confidence I had left when out of nowhere I am punched from the side. Jordan had broken away from the pack and punched me right in the side of my face, and that is when it all turned. I filled with anger from everything that they have done to me since the beginning of freshman year, it had all built up to this moment just to explode like a volcano. I saw red and was throwing punches like my life…

queen’s faces are both very symmetrical. Both sides of the face mirror each other; along with symmetry the faces also possess qualities of beauty. Both Mycerinus and the queen have detailed features, in which the artist carved in high cheekbones beneath the eyes, created pouted lips where the lip shape is circular and has a slightly swollen appearance. The nose of both of the figures are rounded, yet petite. However, the ideals among male and female differed, which can be seen in the face of the…

reflected unevenly off the walls, with no evidence of the source. It took a moment for Larah to realize the light came from the pool. She gathered up her gown and stepped to the edge of the Mirror. Her reflection greeted her. Slowly, her toes touched its face, which rippled slightly. Hesitantly, she broke the surface. Fog billowed around her in tufts and twirls. She could not see the walls of the chamber…

High-end perfume and cologne companies want to sell their expensive products to everyone they can, even if it means portraying a ridiculously unrealistic, yet lavish, lifestyle. They want people to think, “Hey, this could be me!” Michael Kors, Gucci, and Dolce & Gabbana are a few of the companies that are pushing an exciting lifestyle. What’s the likeliness of receiving this wonderful lifestyle after buying their product? The likeliness doesn’t exist. If anything, the only thing that’ll happen…

had cuts all the way up her arms and she had a lasting taste of copper in her mouth. Blanche couldn’t even imagine what damage could have been done to her face, the only indication was her blood soaked blouse. “Shit”, she said…

Sam peeked at Jacob’s face from under her lashes. Reassured by his slight smile she admitted, “I wondered if we were alone.” “I don’t remember cleaning up and changing?” she finished with a question in her voice. There was a long pause before Jacob replied. “You were in no state…

are supposed to enlighten the human intellect and mirror beauty as it pops up, instead of shaping it to become nonsense beliefs. In literature we have imagined how beauty is, it might be the long black hair, the luring smell, full lips, or the pretty face. All depends on the writer’s taste. But in art we have seen how the beautiful sight designed perfectly, artists choose women as subject to posture, where they praise puffy shape, golden hair, pointed nose and rosy cheekbones. Their ideal is not…

on mountains of detritus. Liesel slowly approached the bodies, struggling to put one foot in front of the other. “Mama? Papa?” she whispered, although she knew. They were dead. The book thief grabbed Mama’s withered hand and gently stroked the face of Papa. “Thank you,” she sobbed and started explaining her visits to 8 Grande Strasse. Tears formed around her eyes and streaked down her cheeks, falling onto Hans Hubermann’s scruffy…