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  1. I was actually going to post a bit of a rant here earlier which, funnily enough, relates to this whole topic of marketing and advertising.


    One company that I really can't stand at the moment is Apple. There has been so much hype about iPods the past couple of years... pretty much everyone I know ran out and bought one. I refused to, mainly due to the hype, and also because I had a perfectly good, albeit less fashionable, mp3 player.


    Last week someone gave me an iPod nano, and since it was a gift I figured I may as well use it.


    It is a total piece of shit. It's frustrating to use and ridiculously fragile. I'm handling it with extreme care yet it is already covered in scratches and the wheel thingy is stuffed - I took it into the Apple shop and they told me I would have to PAY to have the wheel calibrated.


    They then advised me to purchase a plastic cover for it - the cheapest of which cost $50. **** that! I'm listing it on eBay in the hope that some sucker will buy it off me.

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    Originally posted by le spud:
    I think bottom line is that I hate sales for the sake of selling.

    I like tangible goods and services that we buy because we need them. There is nothing wrong with a supplier advertising that they exist "hey, if you need potato then FYI, you can buy them from me just up the road". But that is where sales should stop.
    It would be nice if it was that simple, but what happens when you have 10 blokes selling potatoes on the same street? How does bloke #5, for instance, ensure he gets more customers than bloke #8? Sure, he can lower his prices, but so will every other bloke on the street - pretty soon none of them will be making a profit.
    This is why companies turn to marketing and PR firms. They have to make their potatoes sound like the best freakin' potatoes you've ever had in your life, just so they can compete.
  3. During my childhood we had several pets which were sadly short-lived: two guinea pigs, Suzy and Sal, who escaped and were killed by the dog next door; a budgie named Gus who flew into the sliding glass door and died; a labrador, Sooty, who we only had for six months because he destroyed everything in his path; and various sorts of tropical fish. The only surviving pet is our cranky persian, Mr Burns.

  4. My boyfriend and I recently changed banks and we decided to roll our car insurance over because they were offering us a discount... so today I rang them to get a quote on the premiums.


    I was expecting mine to be ridiculously high because I have a really bad traffic history: one major accident, two minor ones, and a licence suspension for speeding (and one prior to that which I contested). \:o

    So, I was expecting my premium to be around the $800-1000 mark - but - the guy quoted me $450. Shocked, I asked him to recheck it and he still came up with the same figure.


    Then I asked him for a quote for my boyfriend's premium. My boyfriend is a model driver. Never had an accident, only ever had one speeding fine for doing, like, 67 in a 60 zone. So my jaw hit the ground when he quoted $600+.


    I asked the guy to explain this and he said males in their twenties usually have more accidents, so they automatically attract a higher premium. I can understand them using this method in the case of determining premiums for new drivers, but it seems like a silly way to work it out when dealing with drivers that have a blatantly good/bad rating...?

  5. Just got back from our Queenstown trip.


    We had an absolute blast. Spent most of our time at the Remarks as usual and had a great time. We substituted our day at Cardrona for a day of heliskiing, which I found really scary and really exhausting but a great experience overall. The scariest part was the ride up and being up so high in what felt like the middle of nowhere. I honestly thought I was going to be sick. It wasn't until we were halfway down that I loosened up a bit and began to enjoy it.


    Some pics:


    Shot from the copter:



    My bf walks off all sad after breaking his binding



    Random mountain shot from the hotel



    Scenic shot on the route home


  6. It shouldn't be too hard. The NZ government is actually looking for skilled migrants at the moment, so as long as your partner has a trade or a degree or can at least secure a job there, then she should be able to get a temporary work visa. That'll give you a bit of time to sort out what you want to do in terms of keeping her there permanently, i.e. whether she wants to become a resident in her own right or whether you want to do the marriage thing.

  7. That's a funny book, apparently it's now a stage production too.


    My younger brother has told me a few funny (well, more disturbing than funny I suppose) stories about his sharehouse adventures.


    He was sharing with three of his uni friends, one of whom they all picked on a bit just for laughs. They organised a big BBQ for Australia Day and he piked at the last minute and took his girlfriend on a picnic. They all thought this was a bit weak so they dumped a bag of uneaten prawns and prawn shells under his bed.


    He came home a day later, couldn't figure out what the smell was so he just packed a bag and went to stay at his gf's place.


    The guys thought he'd found the prawns and was so shitty that he was avoiding them. By the end of the week the smell had moved beyond his room and the whole house started to reek. They realised what had happened but none of them were willing to go and clean up the mess, so they just shoved a towel under the door and bought some cans of air freshener.


    Long story short, the prawns stayed there for almost two weeks. The guy finally came home and went nuts because all his stuff reeked, his bed, his clothes, everything. The guy's mum told the real estate and they all got evicted and had to pay extra on top of losing all their bond to have the place cleaned and fumigated.

  8. Good thoughts guys, thanks.


    Daver, yes I guess religion is probably a factor but to me the whole concept of needing to be buried whole in order to enter 'afterlife' defies logic. Also, if there is a god, wouldn't he/she want you to do one last good deed before you cark it?


    BillTheBinMan: You can donate organs and/or tissue (corneas, skin, etc).


    bobby: Well, I guess that's a risk I'm willing to take!


    011: I think it would be harder on my family if I marked my status as 'undecided'. Then they would be faced with making the decision when they are obviously emotional and under a lot of stress. I'd rather make it for them - at least they'd know they were acting in accordance with my wishes.


    Also, I think a lot of people are afraid that medical staff won't try as hard to save them if they are marked as a donor. I personally think this is a bit silly. Why would they choose to sacrifice the life of a person right there in front of them in favour of a number on a list?

  9. I went to get my licence renewed today and when the lady at the desk asked me if I wanted to be a donor I said yes. She looked somewhat surprised and told me I was the first of about 30 licences she'd processed that day to say yes to being a donor.


    I can't understand why anyone would say no.



  10. I've been guilty of being a crappy flatmate. When I first moved out of home my flatmates were constantly bitching me out for making too much noise, leaving my clothes in the washing machine, taking too long in the shower... stuff that I was oblivious to but which really annoyed them.


    Strangely enough, the worst flatmate I ever had was also the one of the best flatmates I've ever had. I moved into a unit with this girl that I barely knew (friend of an acquaintance). We clicked and became good friends straight away. Anyway, after living together and being pretty much best mates for about four months, she came home from a party one night, really, really drunk, and ended up confiding in me that she had a huge crush on my boyfriend and that she'd been contemplating making a move on him. Why she told me this I have no idea - naturally I reacted quite badly, and moved out two days later.

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