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Nov. 24th, 2009

out of the box

suddenly everything starts to make sense, ole!
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Sep. 17th, 2009

A Consumer's Report - Peter Porter (1929)

The name of the product I tested is Life,
I have completed the form you sent me
and understand that my answers are confidential.

I had it as a gift,
I didn't feel much while using it,
in fact I think I'd have liked to be more excited.
It seemed gentle on the hands
but left an embarrassing deposit behind.
It was not economical
and I have used much more than I thought
(I suppose I have about half left
but it's difficult to tell) -
although the instructions are fairly large
there are so many of them
I don't which to follow, especially
as they seem to contradict each other.
I'm not sure such a thing
should be put in the way of children -
It's difficult to think of a purpose
for it. One of my friends says
it's just to keep its maker in a job.
Also the price is much too high.
Things are piling up so fast,
after all, the world got by
for thousand million years
without this, do we need it now?
(Incidentally, please ask your man
to stop calling me 'the respondent',
I don't like the sound of it.)
There seems to be a lot of different labels,
sizes and colours should be uniform,
the shape is awkward, it's waterproof
but not heat resistant, it doesn't keep
yet it's very difficult to get rid of:
whenever they make it cheaper they tend
to put less in - if you say you don't
want it, then it's delivered anyway.
I'd agree it's a popular product,
it's got into the language; people
even say they're on the side of it.
Personally I think it's overdone,
a small thing people are ready
to behave badly about. I think
we should take it for granted. If its
experts are called philosophers or market
researchers or historians, we shouldn't
care. We are the consumers and the last
law makers. So finally, I'd buy it.
But the question of a 'best buy'
I'd like to leave until I get
the competitive product you said you'd send.

Feb. 16th, 2009

check this out

http://postsecret.blogspot.com/

A fascinating gallery of postcard-sized images which are posted anonymously by different people to unveil their secrets. Shared confessions in art form... Some of them frankly make me wanna cry...

Dec. 25th, 2008

my marketing lecturer

As I am at home for Christmas, I have a lot of spare time to do totally useless things, which I would never do back in the Netherlands, where I am studying at the moment. This explains the fact that I've found my old Marketing notes, where besides the lecture notes themself, I've discovered a page of my lecturers expressions, part of which are going to be posted here in order not to forget them.
I would also like to thank Dr. Freddy Fahad for the things he have thought me. Seriously, that man is absolutely hilarious. So, I bring it on... Heeere we go..


I am supposed to give some kind of a motivational speech now. I won't. All I can say - get your shit together from the beginning and you will be alright.
No, seriously, 175 English Pounds for a dinner for two. I calculated how many chickens I could have bought…
That guy is convinced that price is what shows the quality, whereas I'm convinced that my mother cooks better.
What I'm going to say is the key rule of my life. Do not play with the bread; do not eat your toys.
Efficiency is doing better what is already being done. I'm not the first who said that but I don't feel ashamed. It is a marketing lecture, for God's sake, it's ok.
If you underestimate your task, you will fail. If you overestimate yourself, you will fail. If you don't listen to me, you will fail. Is that OK with everyone? Are you with me?
 


Dec. 22nd, 2008

creative

An interesting project made by a very sucessful and talented man - Phillip Toledano.
http://www.dayswithmyfather.com/

Oct. 26th, 2008

pros and cons

как прекрасно быть одной.
можно нагло смотреть в глаза, тем, кто нравится, и откровенно флиртовать.
давать номер телефона тем, кто нравится и не нужно ничего придумывать, когда они звонят.
не мучатся угрызениями совести, если из-за усталости остаешься ночевать у друга.
танцевать с кем либо и настолько раскрепощенно как угодно.
наконец-то можно принимать напитки в барах от незнакомцев и напиваться с подружками под идиотские песни.
не надо ни скем ругаться только потому что вдруг у него включилось настроение поскандалить.
можно забыть про вечные объяснения того, чего ты не можешь объяснить.
не нужно комментировать каждого, кто сказал тебе "привет" на улице.
в доме все ТАМ, куда ты это положила и никак иначе.
чесночные сухарики в любое время суток - это гениально.
делаешь ВСЕ, что ты хочешь, как хочешь, с кем хочешь и как долго хочешь.

как ужасно быть одной.
бабочки в животе спят.
в воскресение вечером фильмы смотришь одна.
когда с тобой знакомятся всякие идиоты, никто их не отшивает за тебя, нужно делать это самой.
все глобальные проблемы (установка модема, поломка велосипеда, отстуствие отвертки, тяжелая сумка) стали еще более серьезными.
отсутствие секса - совсем не проблема; проблема в другом: в отсутствии чувств при этом.
когда слушаешь самую романтичную песню в мире, тебе некому ее послать.
когда вдруг натыкаешься на фразу что-то вроде: Я перестану любить тебя только тогда, когда слепой художник нарисует звук падения лепестка розы, на хрустальный пол несуществующего замка...(c), не с кем ею поделиться.

May. 14th, 2008

заметка

Никогда не люби тех, кто не любит тебя. Повесь на стенку постер с Беном Аффлеком или Альбертом Эйнштейном, пусть это будут единственные люди, которыми ты восхищаешься безответно. Уходи сразу, как только поняла что тебя не полюбят, не трать время на бесплотное обожание - любовь нельзя выпросить или заслужить, ее дают бесплатно или не дают вообще. (с)
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Apr. 29th, 2008

not office, but my recent student menu


Apr. 24th, 2008

Why reorganize?

Порой удивляюсь, что в моей книге по OB бывают такие весёлые штуки:

A surrealistic mega-analysis of redisorganization theories
Andrew D Oxman, David L Sackett, Iain Chalmers, and Trine E Prescott

Abstract
Background: We are sick and tired of being redisorganized.

Objective: To systematically review the empirical evidence for organizational theories and repeated reorganizations.

Methods: We did not find anything worth reading, other than Dilbert, so we fantasized. Unfortunately, our fantasies may well resemble many people's realities. We are sorry about this, but it is not our fault.

Results We discovered many reasons for repeated reorganizations, the most common being ‘no good reason’. We estimated that trillions of dollars are being spent on strategic and organizational planning activities each year, thus providing lots of good reasons for hundreds of thousands of people, including us, to get into the business. New leaders who are intoxicated with the prospect of change further fuel perpetual cycles of redisorganization. We identified eight indicators of successful redisorganizations, including large consultancy fees paid to friends and relatives.

Why reorganize?

We identified several over-lapping reasons for reorganizations, including money, revenge, money, elections, money, newly appointed leaders, money, unemployment, money, power-hunger, money, simple greed, money, boredom, and no apparent reason at all. 

остальное blah blah blah, но меня улыбало. главное, авторы все из хороших университетов, влючая Oxford. спасибо, поржала. ) или это просто признак истерики при подготовки к экзамену? энивэй найс.

индульгениция

Йа грешнецо на 24% и отпустят мне грехи мои за $215.

Узнай свою цену: http://tmp.winterparadise.org/ind.htm

Apr. 23rd, 2008

принимаю:

а) поздравления - сегодня была на интервью и теперь я работаю на Regent Street.
б) сочуствиe - работа начинается в пятницу, а экзамены как-то никто не отменял.
в) отзывы - уже месяц слушаю вот это: www.helpmechill.com

Apr. 18th, 2008

культуризация


the razzle dazzle musical smash...
вчера ходили на Чигаго. Впечатлительно.

My favouite part:

Apr. 17th, 2008

лучи заката небрежно брошенны...

время минутами тихо уносит голоса урбана, а мы курим...
 
иногда я всё же люблю свой родной ghetto район Colindale с её огромной полицейской академией, subway's, красными автобусами, чёрными такси, вечными стройками, местными ребятами just like from ghetto, пабами и oriental corner shops. ничего вроде особенного, но закаты тут всё равно самые красивые.

Apr. 15th, 2008

a periodic cycle

..HR-Statistics-Marketing-Economics-HR-Statistics-Marketing-Economics-HR-Statistics-Marketing-Economics-HR-Statistics-Marketing-Economics-HR-Statistics-Marketing-Economics-HR-Statistics-Marketing-Economics-HR-Statistics-Marketing-Economics-HR-Statistics-Marketing-Economics-HR-Statistics-Marketing-Economics-HR-Statistics-Marketing-Economics-HR-Statistics-Marketing-Economics-HR-Statistics-Marketing-Economics-HR-Statistics-Marketing-Economics-HR-Statistics-Marketing-Economics-HR-Statistics-Marketing-Economics-HR-Stat...

Could I have a bottle of Vodka, some morphin, a gun and a bullet, please? Thank you very much.

Apr. 10th, 2008

phone-watch or watch-phone

То, что на мобильном есть часы, никого не удивляет. Но то, что в часах есть мобильных уже веселее. Я имею ввиду то, что "Посмотри время на мобильном" звучит куда менее интресно, чем "Позвони мне на часы".

Дилемма - (от греч. di(s) - дважды и lemma - предположение)

Сегодня задумалась о том, что давно пора уже бросать курить. Странно, кстати, я начала замечать, что такие мысли приходят к людям как раз под окончание курения сигареты. Так вот, вроде никакого вклада в моё будущее эта привычка не делает, да и мама права(и все остальные вместе с ней), девочкам некрасиво курить, а в Лондоне, где мне в последнее время приходится обитать, это вообще не просто вредная привычка, а пожалуй очень дорогое удовольствие, не говоря уже там о здоровье и прочих вешах, которые меня иногда даже волнуют.. Но как-то... Променять утренний миг, когда пламя зажигалки в тишине чуть касаясь сигареты, даёт ей новую жизнь, тем самым начиная мой новый день, я ещё не готова. Я готова отдать все остальные сигареты в течении дня, кроме одной единственной - утренней. Мне никогда так сильно не хочется курить как во время завтрака, после этого я могу даже и не думать об этом, мне совершенно это без разницы - курю я или не курю, но вот с утра... ох и ах. Очень многие говорят: я курю, когда пью. А я пожалуй курю, когда начинается новый день. Уже месяца три подряд я выполняю свой утренний долг перед сигаретой и свой грех по отношению к лёгких исключительно по утрам. После возвращения с каникул, я начала бегать по утрам и курение как-то не слишком вписывается в моё утро. Вот такая вот глобальная проблема у меня :)))

Apr. 7th, 2008

Life is a bitch. And so am I.

она долго училась танцевать с жизнью танго, отрабатывая в пустых залах отточенность красивых движений... а потом выяснилось, что жизнь предпочитает трип-хоп, давно сидит на кокаине и вобще не танцует.

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Apr. 6th, 2008

BILL GATES' SPEECH TO MT. WHITNEY HIGH SCHOOL in Visalia, California.

Love him or hate him, he sure hits the nail on the head with this!

Bill Gates recently gave a speech at a High School about 11 things they did not and will not learn in school. He talks about how feel-good, politically correct teachings created a generation of kids with no concept of reality and how this concept set them up for failure in the real world.

Rule 1: Life is not fair -- get used to it!

Rule 2: The world won't care about your self-esteem. The world will expect you to accomplish something BEFORE you feel good about yourself.

Rule 3: You will NOT make $60,000 a year right out of high school. You won't be a vice-president with a car phone until you earn both.

Rule 4: If you think your teacher is tough, wait till you get a boss.

Rule 5: Flipping burgers is not beneath your dignity. Your Grandparents had a different word for burger flipping -- they called it opportunity.

Rule 6: If you mess up, it's not your parents' fault, so don't whine about your mistakes, learn from them.

Rule 7: Before you were born, your parents weren't as boring as they are now. They got that way from paying your bills, cleaning your clothes and listening to you talk about how cool you thought you are. So before you save the rain forest from the parasites of your parent's generation, try delousing the closet in your own room.

Rule 8: Your school may have done away with winners and losers, but life HAS NOT. In some schools they have abolished failing grades and they'll give you as MANY TIMES as you want to get the right answer. This doesn't bear the slightest resemblance to ANYTHING in real life.

Rule 9: Life is not divided into semesters. You don't get summers off and very few employers are interested in helping you FIND YOURSELF. Do that on your own time.

Rule 10: Television is NOT real life. In real life people actually have to leave the coffee shop and go to jobs.

Rule 11: Be nice to nerds. Chances are you'll end up working for one.

Apr. 5th, 2008

back

Back to London, back to Internet-free life at home as those morons can't repair it since yesterday, back to non-Russian keyboard in Uni. Back to Saturdays in library catching up the fucking deadlines? Hell yeah. Why not? Back to the crazy city life.

Apr. 1st, 2008

We forget...

There are so many things we forget all the time. Some of them disappear from our memories after a while, some of them will stay longer... Sadly enough, but eventually we forget those as well. Just a question of time.
We forget thousands of umbrellas in tubes. Our books in others' shelves. Names of the first boyfriends. Promises that we don't want to make. We DO forget friends. Every morning we forget to great a lady from the flat next door. That we are grown up already. Change in the shop. The telephone number that we have to dial. How many of you have really forgotten last night? Our CD's stay in players and as a result we have so many empty boxes of them. We are keen on forgetting offenses. To turn off irons, light, oven or water when we are going out. To drop by a shop on the way home from work. Birthdays. Oh, Birthdays. So sad that we forget to say sorry. Does anybody remember the poems that you wrote when you were 14. Sometimes we forget that we never ever wanted to lose our pride. We forget where we put wallets and we never remember where the fuck are our keys before leaving . And most importantly, we forget words - the ones we never said. We forget that these words were never born.

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