Facebook picks Dublin for international HQ
Top o' the morning...bitch
Social networking website Facebook plans to establish a new "international headquarters" in the Irish capital of Dublin.
The Dublin HQ will house Facebook's sales and support staff catering to its Europe, Middle East, and Africa users, the Irish Times reports. Its current commercial office in London will not be affected by the new base of operations.
Facebook's chief of online operations Don Faul told the Times that Dublin was chosen because of its "really strong, multi-lingual talent pool," and the Irish government's being "a great partner" for tech companies expanding abroad — viz: a low corporate tax rate.
Facebook refused to speculate as to how many jobs would be created with the move, stating only that the Dublin HQ "would be starting small." ®
Sorry for making the mistake of trying to be polite and using the Irish language name "Éire" instead of the English language "Ireland". I was just trying to be polite and tip a hat to what is still I believe an official language of "Ireland".
Funny I never seem to get a complaint when I try to be polite and use French to French people, Welsh to the Welsh & once I even got a smile from a German petrol station attendant when i repeated (badly) in German a rhyme I'd been told which means "german language is hard to speak".
Oh and your right I think it may have been Cork way.
It's not Eire it's Ireland and I don't know what kind of sad sacks your band were hanging round with but they sound like they're from Cork which is where we keep the shitheads.
As a tenious link to this story the band I'm not about to mention are on FaceBook.
Anyway some mates of mine were invited to play with their band at a festival in Eire last month & they were treated like royalty (but obviously not Lord Mountbatton) they found the people really nice and welcoming but great time they did not have (he says Yoda like). the people at the festival, they said were scared shitless of the Garda (Police) & couldn't relax & have a good time & the Pub they visited when the Police turned up the places fell silent, the place closed & everyone filed out in a line like they were convicts. Non of this happy Irish banter, lock-ins & relaxed atmosphere their tourist office tries to lay on.
Give me good old Blighty anyday if it's like that, where you can say what you think to a copper as long as you can run faster than him.