Friday, April 01, 2011
The March of Whatever
Something feels not right and the machinist stops the process
to measure with his precision micrometers. Should scrap the piece, he thinks, but work has piled up.
The mechanic who must make the part function ends up cursing and applying a few mickey mouse solutions.
The consumer receives the product, its aesthetics promising
a rare perfection.
He ends up on the phone with a person in India.
Something feels not right and the machinist stops the process
to measure with his precision micrometers. Should scrap the piece, he thinks, but work has piled up.
The mechanic who must make the part function ends up cursing and applying a few mickey mouse solutions.
The consumer receives the product, its aesthetics promising
a rare perfection.
He ends up on the phone with a person in India.
Labels: India, manufacturing
