A girl asks her boyfriend to come over Friday night and have dinner with her parents. Since this is such a big event, the girl tells him that after dinner, she would like to have sex with him for the first time.

The boy is ecstatic, but he has never had sex before, so he takes a trip to the pharmacy to get some condoms. The pharmacist helps the boy for about half an hour. He tells the boy everything there is to know about condoms and sex. At the register, the pharmacist asks the boy how many condoms he’d like to buy a 3-pack, 10-pack or family pack. The boy insists on the family pack because he thinks he will be rather busy, it being his first time and all.

That night, the boy shows up at the girls parents house and meets his girlfriend at the door. “Oh, I’m so excited for you to meet my parents! Come on in!”

The boy goes inside and is taken to the dinner table where the girl’s parents are seated. The boy quickly offers to say grace and bows his head. A minute passes, and the boy is still deep in prayer, with his head down 10 minutes pass, and still no movement from the boy. Finally, after 20 minutes with his head down, the girlfriend leans over and whispers to the boyfriend, “I had no idea you were this religious.”

The boy turns, and whispers back, “I had no idea your father was a pharmacist!”

-Duckshit

This is the first post of the upcoming series....

They say eviction avid greater facade. But I keep asking this question to myself, if it is eviction or a willing resolution. The more I think about it I conclude by choosing the latter. What a journey it has been. An irrefutably congenial one!

I remember those first moments I stepped inside the HAL airport. The breeze was blowing steady. It was winter. It was as though the sky’s gestured my departure. I always have an instant connection with nature or the natural. Soon in no time I found myself among them. The Indian Airlines flight was not delayed nevertheless looked empty. Now if I think back, from a MBA perspective, I doubt if they would have even 'break-even'. But at that time, I was paranoid about the craze the mankind had. The craze about visiting a foreign land.

The last kiss, the last visit to the temple, the last trip to Chinnaswamy stadium to grab few grass for remembrance, the final hug before departure, the first international take off…..how can anyone forget that. My friends were there, as usual having a good time. One announced his departure by asking me to remember that it is not ‘might’ rather ‘mate’. I loved that literally.

My mom eclipsed her feelings. I thought my dad mastered the art of eclipsing emotions, but it didn’t pay him rich dividends this time around. My hub was more focused towards the unknown, but that doesn’t mean I didn’t notice the reality. It was evidently there in front of everyone’s eyes.

The escalator made its way to the top. I was there at the top, telling them one last goodbye. I didn’t feel anything from inside then. But maybe now if I look back and remember that final moment, I think my sensation would have felt some what different. I was going to embark a great journey; a journey of life.

Then the routine jaded me. I was given sufficient advice for everything that I should do and not to. No sooner was guided inside the Indian Airlines flight, which looked deserted. I was given an upgrade into the Executive class, I didn’t ask for it. The air hostess was more than pleased to see just three passengers inside the executive class. I was offered a drink; I differed alcohol. The flight began its steady uplift motion, racing away in the runway. It accelerated; accelerated into the heaven!

I closed my eyes, with the consciousness that I was aboard. But the whisk inside never faded away!

To be continued…..

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Since the classes are almost over, excepting few presentations on the assignments that we had submitted, my interests towards blogging is reaching it peak. So beware of the numerous post that is going to daunt you in a while from now on. I am devising some 'partfull' posts, starting from the days I left Bangalore to the one I am living right now. My experiences, emotions and all that I have inside me which has not been expressed into written words.

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Accounts Lecturer:"The cost of a LCD TV was 7000 dollars before 3 years & now it is about 2400 dollars".

Student: "Yeah, technology"

Accounts Lectuer: "China!"

Student: "!!!"

and then goes on & on abt India Vs China and all tht blah blah which a few thousand people are talking abt!

This was the way my second half of the accounting subject went at UTS. There are few lecturers who talk about stuff inside the book and fail to address the world outside the authors, but on the contrary there are lecturers who feel directly opposite. I prefer to attend lectures which display the latter ability more. Invariably at the end of the day you would end up reading the text book, so it doesnt make any sense of the lecturer vommiting the same in the class. This guy impressed me a lot by his lecturing style.

The difference between Indian MBA and here is that, over there you get Guest lectures from industry, pro's, but over here the classes themselves are taken by industry professions. If you notice all my prof's, they are people who are still involved with the industry. There are merits and demerits of both the system, that your education tends to become more industry centric if you have a prof who is actively involved with the industry, and at the same time you may miss the theoritical point of view, since they regard that as crap, most of the times.

This is the last week of the first semester. Things have moved rapidly than expected. It just feels like I landed in Sydney yesterday. I won't be suprised if I have the same feeling for a long time, may be even till the time I return. Now my exams are starting in 3 weeks time and I have sufficient time to figure out lots of things about it (I hope!).

With having hope in the soul!!!


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In his new book titled Blog Marketing, Jeremy Wright identifies seven types of bloggers. Which one are you?

The Barber: knows the right people and wisdom
The Blacksmith: like the Barber but works inside a company
The Bridge: makes connections
The Window: inside company but also talks about things outside the company
The Signpost: points out cool things of interest in his/her industry
The Pub: creates discussions to bring in people
The Newspaper: reports on news and happenings like a journalist"

courtesy: Marketing Prof Daily Fix

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Have a check at yourself, r u an addict? Do u do all these? I can say that I do almost everything....!

"10. You check your blog stats a LOT. You occasionally get up in the middle of the night and sneak a peak.

9. Your significant other suspects you are having an affair with your blog. Even when you’re alone with your special person, you do find yourself thinking what your blog might be doing right then…

8. You “mental blog” while driving or on the train, and sometimes even when you are alone in the shower.

7. You filter everything through your post-writing. You can’t watch a movie, see a play, read an article, or share a sweet moment with your child without thinking of whether it’s blog-worthy.

6. You suffer from “blog envy” when another blogger posts something juicy before you do. You suffer “comment envy” when said post gets 40-something comments – the jerk!

5. You “binge blog” 3 or 4 posts at once—only to feel guilty and empty afterward.

4. You ditched all your real friends for blog friends, because, well, “they understand.” You bypass Bowling Alone at the bookstore (who really cares?) while you reach for Naked Conversations.

3. You think, “I can stop at any time.”

2. Your lunch hour has become your “blog hour.” You keep a few posts tucked in your desk in case you need them during the day.

1. After 5 minutes of meeting someone really interesting you ask, “So - do you blog?”"

courtsey:Marketing Prof Daily Fix

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Sorry that I have not been able to write my crap....eer oops blog, and keep you guys entertained for a while. I m busy finishing up my first semester. Classes are scheduled to finish in a weeks time, apporam kalakalam! till then adios....

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Yeah...Identity! Every Tom, Dick & Harry is involved in this. This is one particulat theory which can be rational to all, which is true in lot of sense. Do you get comments passed on you saying "I can't understand you?!". I get pissed when I hear this. I have no idea as to the reason, but man, this puts me off. I get so frustated to such an extent that I may get to start using four letter words. I say that there is no one in this world who can understand himself properly. When he himself doesn't understand himself, where is the question of someone else understanding him. Confused?! Let me explain this to you.

You are an indivudual having your own identity, right. Each and everyone has one. Now your identities are your ideas, values, beliefs, ideologies, etc. All of us live in a society and it definelty influences your identity, which means that your identity constantly changes, since for sure the society changes. Please don't argue society doesn't change. We keep learning through the changes in societies and your perceptions keep changing, which directly forces your identity to change. The bottomline is your identity is not static. When something is not static and is ever changing, how can you it properly. Got me here. So no one can know himself, forgetting about somene else knowing him!

From next time before you tell me, I can't understand you please refer to yourself and see if you can understand youself?! (It is not pointed towards someone, if they think it is the case, I am sorry!)


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Being used to born-with-a-silver-spoon, cooking is the biggest problem of mine as of now. Its not the question about scarcity of resources, rather the case of increasing "sombheriness"! (lazyness). Just that when you are staying alone, you don't want to go to the kitchen to cook for yourself. So I get driven away to all sort of eating joints near our place atleast once a week, to gauge them. The most popular ones in order of my preference are Subway, Hungry Jacks, McDonalds and KFC.

Subway have some delicious stuff, mostly fresh and made right in front of your eyes. I love them for the veggie stuff, since all I can have in that. I have heard Hungry Jacks are quite good when it comes to vegetarian burgers. Due to the proximity I have not been able to explore them. McDonalds have to be in there, that's why they are here. KFC won't sell veggie stuff, so I go there with friends for just the mega-sized-ever-filling-finger-chips.

What do I think about all these when I am there? Ever since we had the accounting class on Cost-Volume, my thinking towards these mini-eat outs have changed. If you consider the cost these franchises would be shelling out for the whole thing, will be significantly more than any normal store in a suburban area. Place is a premium for them for attracting customers. Rate are uniform no matter if the store is in North Sydney or Epping, rather following a pretty centralised policy about the price and other promotional related stuff. So when a customer walks into a Subway in George Street or Manly, he cannot make out a great deal of difference.

But what is that which makes them so profitable?! Lets even include the coffee pubs into the debate here. Since the space is of premium and so as the Fixed cost of making the eatery or coffee pubs, the only way to maximise profits is by scaling the heights in the volume sold. In economic sense, the more you sell you costs may increase due to the scarcity of resources but in accounting sense, the more you sell your overheads are evenly distributed. I am sure any enterprise would be looking to sell as much as possible in support of the make hay when the sun is shining concept. There are also other strategies which they follow.

I am also going to bring in the coffee pubs into the discussion here, since they are equite the same comparing the Subway joints. If you notice the coffee served in these pubs, it would be luke warm, which means that unless you drink when it is immedietly served you will loose the 'hot'ness involved inside it. So you will have to resort to ordering another one, which most won't be willing to do, due to many reasons. By doing the same indirectly you are increasing the customer turnover rate in the positive way. When I say positive here, it means every customer entering the store walks out after being treated himself with a drink. I am sure the store would have a calculation of one customer one coffee or one subway here.

By positively increasing the customer turn over rate, you are liable to achieve the distribution of overheads. Talking about overheads, the main cost of any business entity are fixed and variable, which is normal. But the ratio involved in this may vary. A coffee pub may have their Fixed costs to be way more than the variable cost. Whereas when a guy is opering on a call basis a.k.a mobile basis, he may not have to incur so much since he can do that from his home itself.

Even the temperature inside the store would be very cool, which in turn drives the coolness of the coffee, which indirectly affects the customers consuming them in a faster rate. When a finger chips is ordered, if you notice the pack you can see a 'V' shape curving into the cup. With a normal eye, you won't notice the amount it can protect from holding. But trust me its yet another way of stimulating the customer by appealing it gives more concept. Actually when you see it, the case won't be the same. Like wise there are many things for consideration here.

I admire the way these guys do the business, till the time I enter into their kitchens!


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Best joke I have heard in a while,

"An elderly couple was attending a church service. About halfway through the wife leans over and says, ” I just did a silent fart, what do you think I should do?” The husband replies, ” Put a new battery in your hearing aid.”

-Duckshit

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"When emotions kick in, people sometimes act against their own self-interests" says Baba Shiv, marketing professor at the Stanford Business School, in a cnnmoney.com article, about consumer decisions. Emotional sides of consumers are being made to use for making the buying decisions by distraction of the cognitive sides, experiments suggest, he says.

Check out the article, to get some more gyaan!


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"When a man shops for clothes, his primary objective -- follow me closely here -- is to purchase clothes that fit on his particular body. A man will try on a pair of pants, and if those pants are too small, he'll try on a larger pair, and when he finds a pair that fits, he buys them. Most men do not spend a lot of time fretting about the size of their pants. Many men wear jeans with the size printed right on the back label, so that if you're standing behind a man in a supermarket line, you can read his waist and inseam size. A man could have, say, a 52-inch waist and a 30-inch inseam, and his label will proudly display this information, which is basically the same thing as having a sign that says: ``Howdy! My butt is the size of a Federal Express truck!''

The situation is very different with women. When a woman shops for clothes, her primary objective is not to find clothes that fit her particular body.

She would like for that to be the case, but her primary objective is to purchase clothes that are the size she wore when she was 19 years old. This will be some arbitrary number such as ''8'' or ''10.'' Don't ask me ''8'' or ''10'' of what: That question has baffled scientists for centuries. All I know is that if a woman was a size 8 at age 19, she wants to be a size 8 now, and if a size 8 outfit does not fit her, she will not move on to a larger size: She can't! Her size is 8, dammit! So she will keep trying on size 8 items, and unless they start fitting her, she will become extremely unhappy.

Then, he uses his keen observations to develop a business model that satisfies consumers.

Here's how you could get rich: Start a women's clothing store called ''SIZE 2,'' in which all garments, including those that were originally intended to be restaurant awnings, had labels with the words ''SIZE 2.'' I bet you'd sell clothes like crazy."

Dave Barry - business genius. Source- business pundit


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After reading this, I am beginning to think more abt wht the literatures talk abt the diff btw Sales and Marketing.....

Tom peters ki jai!


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Check this article in Business weekly online about IIT's, venture capitalists, indivudual ideas and rest of all.

Wish there are more spaces & places for these types of ventures.



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I am meeting dozens of new people, every day nowadays. I know I am in a new country with new surrounding faces, but even then this seems really strange to me. I would meet eventual strangers and get into conversations. I finish my part time work at midnight and the time I wait for the bus is the hotspot. Ok, now where do I work? I work at end of the Retail Supply chain management; delivering customer service and plateful the customer with the advantage of viewing the products in the allocated positions. That was a MBA definition of my job profile. If you ask my dad, he will say “Oorkai bottle label otturan”. Literal conversion means that he is sticking labels for pickle bottles. But that’s not what I am doing, rather some where close by. I work at a departmental store as night filler.

I remember the days I used to get cursed for doing something really bad. It would be a common situation for me, especially when the marks are out or after the end of a match. This was the curse I would get. I remember that nowadays and sense how true is that now?! Imagine my career ends with filling the shelves in a supermarket with some nuts in a strange land called Australia. Bird Seeds, Nappies, Condoms (yeah!), Toilet papers (my specialty)….. How wonderful?! What a thinking? May be a statue of mine should be erected next to the Light House; with a roof cover top facility, to avoid the crows from shitting on my statue head.

Coming back to the talks with the stranger, every single time it would drift into the PR talks. 90% of strangers I met at midnight are crazy to be frank and out of that 100% are men. The ratio of desi’s is to foreigners change, all though I haven’t really met a large number of foreigners at that time of the night. If I see some one he is sloshed; I mean it. If these guys here drink, which they do almost 24x7, man they are DRUNK!.

After the initial head start it would proceed into, “International Marketing & Strategy?, you don’t want a PR?”. I have noticed this trend. This is where it boils. The guy would be studying accounting or IT. He would say “I am doing accounting” as though he is doing something at Harvard Business School. I would already be worn out, dead beat and sleepy after a heavy shift and then these champions come clinging on to me. From where do they come and to where they go, no ones knows. Balls to PR! Who the hell wants it past midnight! Let me hibernate please.

God save accounting and IT students in Australia…..oops sorry I forgot, Desi accounting and IT students a special mention, please God!!!

Btw I don’t do the Filler job anymore. I have changed my job profile. I work at end of the Retail Supply chain management helping the customer to get their products priced at the market price. Now that’s billing boy at the counter!!! ;)

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