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Yes, it is so darn important that you tell us that you can't make it the meeting.

Oh, you don't know how to get there? You poor thing.

Oh, you need to help someone move so you will be late?

Oh, blah blah blah blah.

Dear, don't worry, here's how you get here...blah...blah...

Mister and Miss's Who's-that-whom-I've-never-met-and-I-don't-even-care, I bow to your VIP-ness.

And Madam I-am-the-noblest-most-welcoming-soul I salute your warmth and kindness.

But do I have to look at your 15 correspondence after I told you that I am not going to make it?
Do I REALLY?

Please don't abuse the Reply-to-all button, or I will just have to gracefully retreat from your mailing group.

A mailing group is not made to spam. Unless you have a one-in-a-million-year deal that will make 1000 times better off than I am, not stuck reading emails that I don't want to sting my eyes with, just leave me alone. ALONE is awesome.


“What Do I Say Next?”

Back to that frightfully familiar moment when it is your turn to
speak but your mind goes blank. Don’t panic. Instead of signaling
verbally or nonverbally that you “got it,” simply repeat—or
parrot—the last two or three words your companion said, in a
sympathetic, questioning tone. That throws the conversational ball
right back in your partner’s court.

My friend Phil sometimes picks me up at the airport. Usually
I am so exhausted that I rudely fall asleep in the passenger seat,
relegating Phil to nothing more than a chauffeur.

After one especially exhausting trip some years ago, I flung
my bags in his trunk and flopped onto the front seat. As I was
dozing off, he mentioned he’d gone to the theater the night before.
Usually I would have just grunted and wafted into unconsciousness.
However, on this particular trip, I had learned the Parroting
technique and was eager to try it. “Theater?” I parroted
quizzically.

“Yes, it was a great show,” he replied, fully expecting it to be
the last word on the subject before I fell into my usual sleepy
stupor.

“Great show?” I parroted. Pleasantly surprised by my interest,
he said, “Yes, it’s a new show by Stephen Sondheim called Sweeney
Todd.”

“Sweeney Todd ?” I again parroted. Now Phil was getting fired
up. “Yeah, great music and an unbelievably bizarre story. . . .”

“Bizarre story?” I parroted. Well, that’s all Phil needed. For
the next half an hour, Phil told me the show’s story about a London
barber who went around murdering people. I half dozed, but
soon decided his tale of Sweeney Todd’s cutting off peoples’ heads
was disturbing my sleepy reverie. So I simply backed up and parroted
one of his previous phrases to get him on another track.

“You said it had great music?”

That did the trick. For the rest of the forty-five-minute trip to
my home, Phil sang me “Pretty Women,” “The Best Pies in London,”
and other songs from Sweeney Todd—much better accompaniment
for my demi-nap. I’m sure, to this day, Phil thinks of
that trip as one of the best conversations we ever had. And all I did
was parrot a few of his phrases.

- A very inspiring chapter in "How to Talk to Anyone - 92 Tricks to Successful Relationships",
the book that changed my perspective on communication, forever.

Don't do it!

What is the thing that could scare a guy this bad?
The most disgusting internet meme ever in history.

Don't find the video! You are seriously warned.
It is even worse the Ring chain videos.



But I know you did anyways, comment below and tell me what you thought about it. :P

偶像!

謝謝你讓我冬眠的心臟找到跳動的喜悅。
謝謝你讓我看到成就和自大的距離。事業和社區服務的溫暖。
謝謝你讓我想要變得更好、更棒。

看到偶像結婚的粉絲都會心碎,嫉妒吧。
可是你的完美,值得我真心的祝福。偶像夫妻,你們要一直幸福下去!

偶像~我永遠支持你!
放下粉絲的包袱,我會繼續向你學習的。加油加油!



Attention seeking child

Maybe I was just too bored, deep down.
Maybe I really needed a story to tell.
Maybe I am not that into you.
Maybe I am just sleep-deprived.
Maybe, you could be the right one.

:)

It's amazing how a simple symbol could make me giggly for days.

Life is all about the little things.