Well, I watched, and was appalled.
This show illustrates a lot of what is wrong with our society; reaching your goals requires doing whatever it takes, which translates to:
-- if your cleavage isn't sufficiently enhanced, then show your ass;
-- don't bother being straightforward and honest about your intentions, that's a waste of time. Lie like hell and get the money in the bank;
-- screw your partner before he screws you (isn't this essentially the premise we followed in Iraq, BTW);
-- be sure and be conspicuous in enjoying the spoils of the victory.
You see, I knew some of these kinds of shysters and thieves personally.
They worked for a local company you may have heard of: Enron.
Here's a take from
USA Today::
Quote:The women's strategy was to boost Planet Hollywood alcohol sales by any means possible, including getting sauced with the customers. They increased total revenue 31%. The men increased revenue 7%, never thinking to assign one of their own at the bar.
The men focused on hawking Planet Hollywood merchandise and had Kwame Jackson autographing basketballs. Customers weren't lied to, but the implication was that Jackson came out of the NBA, not out of Harvard with an MBA.
The real victor may have been Planet Hollywood International, which managed not to let the contestants drive it into its third Chapter 11 filing in five years.
If reality were like The Apprentice, the actual manager of Planet Hollywood would be an attractive woman. Instead, it's Roland Rutjens, who told USA TODAY that Planet Hollywood often has actors and musicians sign merchandise. But he says he would never allow an employee to mislead customers.
"Maybe that's why (Planet Hollywood) isn't doing better," Trump said in an interview Thursday.
Rutjens says the cameras and lights of the TV crew made Jackson a believable celebrity. Duped 12-year-olds may have the last laugh, assuming his autograph is worth something on eBay.
Rutjens says the men came up with solid ideas for running a restaurant, such as offering motivational incentives to the staff. But the task seemed to rely far more on salesmanship than on leadership. The men could not overcome the appeal of women pushing shots, Rutjens says.
The women called themselves the "Planet Hollywood Shooter Girls," which they said was modeled after Hooters waitresses. Drinking with customers is a "no-no, a terminable offense" in the real world, Rutjens says, and the restaurant would face a lawsuit if a customer was sold too many shots only to get run over by a taxi.
