There is a reason that chat lines and chat rooms are popular – especially for guys who are shy and don’t like to go hang out in bars for a variety of reasons. If you call a chat line you have the chance to talk shit to the people and you only have to reveal as much about yourself as you want to.
Chances are if you are in a chat room you have an avatar. They aren’t judging you on your looks or clothes or whether you have acne and look like a fucktard or whatever. They talk to you and get to know you on such a totally different level. A most interesting concept in oh so many ways.
The past ten years or so, tattoos have become increasingly popular and I have seen some great skin ink on women. Usually the women are sporting the flowery, birds, hearts or other typical feminine things, but times are a changing and women seem to be getting a bit bolder with their ink desires and their interesting ink designs that they are bringing out with them.
I especially like the tribute tattoos – like their baby’s date of birth. I saw on one of the “ink” cable shows, a woman/mother who had her recently deceased infants footprints tattooed on her upper arm, of course with the baby’s name and other pertinent information. It was done really well and it even made me feel good to look down her arm and see such a job done well and full of pride and overflowing with love.
So checking out tattoo chat rooms can be an interesting way to spend an evening. You just gotta make sure you wear your boots because the shit can get extremely deep in those places.
Was reading some random articles online and found myself reading from an old article from “Business Week” that lists the top selling candies in the world. Now I think that this list is from at least two years ago, but I don’t think there has been a big change in the candy industry in that small amount of time. The number one candy is not what I would have picked as the best, but I guess it is understandable. I’m fucked on this one because I’ve not traveled outside of the U.S., so with that in mind, I am not familiar with the candy preferences outside of the good old U. S. of A. But I felt strong as shit that the top selling candies anywhere in the world would most likely be chocolate and that turns out to be true for 9 of the top 10.
So the number one best selling candy in the world is: M & Ms And the story behind how that candy got its name? The two men who made the candy were named Forrest Mars and R. Bruce Murrie, so they took the initial of their last names and got M & M. This sparked an interest that I just fucking had to respond to so I found out that Forrest Mars was also responsible for the Mars bar which was a sweeter version of the U.S. Milk Way bar. Wikipedia provides us with such interesting but pretty fucking useless information.
Just a few years ago they compared the cost of American labor against the cost of Mexican labor, plus the added cost of transporting the materials both to Mexico and back to America, and realized that they would have a huge cost savings by moving the plant to Mexico. That is a shame that we have lost so many jobs to Mexico. Hundreds of people who worked hard and sacrificed to remain loyal to their employer were cast aside by the company executives and left to fend for themselves.
It is also a shame that the people in Mexico are willing to work for such a reduced wage and endure such a substandard quality of life that they go to work for these piece of shit companies. I don’t fucking understand why a Mexican company can’t see this business opportunity and build their own plants and make their own companies instead of bringing American companies into Mexico. Even worse is that our greedy asshole American corporations are willing to take advantage of these people who work hard yet remain living in poverty and sometimes horrific working conditions by exploiting the workers in other countries for the sake of making the profits that line their own pockets. World economics is changing and not one bit for the better. It’s turned into a very complicated political mess. I was talking to a friend of mine on Facebook who lives in Wisconsin and says that a big company up there in Freeport Ill is up and moving to fucking China of all places.
In the course of my long ass days at work I interact with literally dozens of customers. Many of which are total assholes, people that I normally would not have anything to do with on a personal level. Part of my job function is to provide customer service and the phone call and onsite visits are a great way for me to provide them a superior level of customer service, although I admit that I cannot always solve all of the shit that they come up with. But I do solicit and listen to their concerns and offer suggestions or take the necessary action with the home office to resolve as many issues as I can.
One or the things this portion of the job has taught me is that there is an actual art to complaining and getting your way. You can effectively complain to someone without becoming a whiner or a cocksucker or creating a lot of hostility between the parties. That is with the assumption that both parties want to fucking build and maintain a working relationship based on mutual respect and trust. Without that, every contact has the potential to be an unpleasant and less fruitful experience and that just won’t cut the mustard when you are in today’s dog-eat-dog and so fucking competitive business world.
I can get into October, but the thought of November right after just pisses me off. October is full of birthdays of so many people that I know and love, besides having to buy a bunch of birthday cards and presents I enjoy celebrating the birth anniversaries with so many of the Virgo and Libra persuasion. And of course I just love the shit out of Halloween, it has turned out to be my favorite of all the holidays in the year. I have several outrageous costumes that I enjoy wearing and partying in at all the Halloween parties that I make sure I get invited to.
Then comes November, the end of Daylight Savings Time, which this year will be November 4th, which falls on a Sunday of course. I just fucking hate it when the days get shorter and shorter and colder and colder. At the end of November we have to deal with Thanksgiving which always turns into a nightmare trying to figure out who is coming and when and all that family political bull shit. I love eating a nice turkey dinner and enjoy the fuck out of all the left overs I can manage to pack up and take home, but with being surrounded for several days by such a large, disfunctional family just wears my ass out.