I am back from Boston. It was a very quick trip. When I checked in, I was asked how many keys I wanted. I asked for two keys because I sometimes find that hotel keys tend to demagnetize when they tumble around in my purse. At any rate, I let myself into the hotel room and immediately went to sleep. I awoke the next morning, got dressed and checked out. No need for two keys.
I am listening to LuxuriaMusic. It’s been so long since I last listened to Luxuria. What the hell has happened to it? There is an ass hogging the air! Horrible voice, whine whine whine– SHUT UP AND PLAY MUSIC!!! I logged into the chatroom to tell him to shut up but I stopped myself. I can’t be cruel which is completely unlike the German I met at the sales training yesterday. Yes, there was a German at the sales training. At lunch he sat next to me and I took the opportunity to speak to him in German since I thought it would be a nice gesture. I told him that I studied German in school and had visited the country many times. How did Ralf respond? Well, I think most people on Earth would be happy that a person was trying to speak their language and they would respond in a kind manner. They might say something like, “How many years did you study German?” Or “When was the last time you were in Germany?” I know that is how I would have responded. Of course, I am not German. Germans are inhuman. That is my only explanation. How else can one explain this response from Ralf, “You must practice your German more, it is not good.” WTF!?!?! I know that what I said might not have been 100% correct but it was definitely not horrific. Even if it was horrible, it could not have been any worse than the English spoken by cab drivers. No matter how bad their English is, I still am able to understand them. And I do so pleasantly since I am happy that they are trying. At any rate, I stayed calm and tried not to let it appear that I was shocked and hurt by Ralf’s comment. I smiled as I grabbed him by the lapels and threw him against the wall. I even let out a little giggle as I clawed his heart from his ribcage. He had no idea of the anger that swelled in my breast. Damn Germans.
At the airport, leaving for Boston, I had two tubes of lip gloss, 1 mini-bottle of lotion and a vial of breath spray confiscated by security. The very next day the liquid ban was relaxed so I would have been able to carry those items aboard the plane. Grrrrrr I miss my Sally Hanson Mauve Lip gloss.
Rob recommended I read, “How to Win Friends and Influence People” by Dale Carnegie. He said that it is a book that really helped him in sales and it might help me too. As luck would have it, I had a copy sitting on my bookshelf and I immediately started to read it. It really is a great book. The concepts are so simple, I am surprised I never realized them on my own. One of the things Dale mentions is the importance of paying genuine compliments to people. At the sales meeting, I decided I would try this out by offering a sincere compliment to the man sitting next to me.
“That is a beautiful ring!”
“Why thank you, I designed it myself and picked the stone, it’s a genuine sapphire.”
“I didn’t realize sapphires came in such a light blue shade”
“The real deep blue sapphires you see are actually fakes, a real sapphire is light blue.”
“What made you design a ring for yourself?”
“I recently went through a divorce and I no longer had my wedding ring to fiddle with so I decided I needed a new ring.”
“Well, it’s a lovely ring.”
“Look, I may be divorced but I am dating someone right now! I have a girlfriend. I am off the market”
“Darn.”
I can’t believe he thought I was hitting on him! How crazy is that?

The problem with Ralf is that someone once gave him a book by
Dale Schickelgruber entitled “How To Invade Poland And Gas Six Million People”. But don’t let the title of that book fool you. Germans really are very warm people…when they hosted the World Cup soccer finals this year, they invited 40,000 hookers to attend. Such hospitality touches the very core of my non-Teutonic soul.
C’mon, let’s all sing along!
“Springtime for Hitler and Germany
Deutschland is happy and gay!
We’re marching to a faster pace
Look out, here comes the master race!
Springtime for Hitler and Germany
Rhineland’s a fine land once more!
Springtime for Hitler and Germany
Watch out, Europe
We’re going on tour!
Springtime for Hitler and Germany…”
I don’t care who you are….that’s funny right there!
LMFAO! 🙂
Where, pray tell, are the boobies?
Just referencing Muhammad in the same thought as boobies will earn you a fatwa. Be careful, you are now marked for forced conversion!
Job interviewing, Philadelphia-style:
http://www.phillyburbs.com/pb-dyn/news/111-09272006-719022.html
Ralf sure sounds like a first class jerk.