Wednesday, October 18, 2006

Guarantee Bond Difference

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Today Miss Grumbler not joking. For once, no small irony and sbofonchiamenti newspapers in the great tragedies of my life ... just a bitter and a bit 'guilty thinking about real life stories that I / surround us, and often do not know or want to ignore.
For once my work as a market researcher I was away from home with their usual dash, or dall'inamidato manager and graphics of its new credit card, to launch the shadowy world of the immigrant population.
From within a week and go from the homes of Chinese, Moroccan, Ukraine, Peru, Philippines, Italy in 10 or one year, immersing strong smell of their kitchen, in the extravagance their furniture, their Italian far-fetched at times barely mentioned.
COMPANY PRINCIPAL OBJECTIVE: to discover the eating habits of many immigrants now in order to pack & advertising products that are able to take in the network of Western consumerism.
GRUMBLER MISS TARGET (in addition to meeting the company) to take this opportunity to understand what makes an immigrant from X to drop everything and come to Italy in search of fortune.

I was warmly welcomed, dates stuffed with giant African rice with culantro and other gadgets to me so far unknown, and numb with tales participated and suffered in the history of each ...

... all different stories, held together by the invisible thread of despair, a kind of despair totally etranea my life on the edge of the inhabitants of the First World.

So I discovered that you can get by knowing that your mother died in your country, and that you will not be able to attend his funeral, because you're an illegal, and if you leave the country then you can not return there, I discovered that a red shirt you buy it only when you pit one you have on him, because there is no reason to have two, I discovered that for some words such as "leisure", "pizza with friends" and "shopping" are abstract terms, of which we hear, but do not fall into the vocabulary of his life. I discovered that you can work for 18 hours straight without ... which then leads nell'esaurimento nervous and anti-stress therapies.

And so, as I came home on my new shoes, bought on a whim, I felt lucky and a bit 'silly, for my daily loss in my dissatisfaction in my complaints in my big problems.

I learned my lesson going to Africa, but then the shiny Western drama that takes place, my life has gradually blurred memories, thoughts and intentions. But quste silent shadows are also here, with me on the subway crowd, trampled upon the sidewalks.

not get me wrong: I do not renounce my happy life, are not obscured by syndromes S. Francis, who will take me to strip all of my possessions (which?) To follow the path of want and poverty ... but maybe there is something to learn. If under the weight of these stories there is still the spirit to make a smile, then there is something to learn!

Thursday, October 12, 2006

Sewing Patterns Problems

Free Lance? ... No, thanks! The company of astute

Traviata from a hard week of work, I decided to draw the sacred tablets of the freelance sorry. Or you still looking for jobs, do not be fooled by the sweet honey of the profession and slothful, and yearn with force on a chair and a desk Ikea to rest your butt in perpetuity. Repair your ears from the mellifluous song of the siren of independence, it will turn in a piercing scream, sooner or later ...

... do not believe me? Look here:

1) The freelance thinks to be master of himself, and to work with its time and its rhythms. Result: works from Monday to Friday, Easter, Christmas, Saturdays and Sundays;

2) When the freelance basks in the sun of August on the beach, surrounded by a thousand other people, can not help but think livid anger at that moment, someone is paying the thousand people who innocently sguazzettano in the crystal, while he is losing precious working days ... feeling like a slacker, and the super-smashing work that will shoot in September to amortize month-nothing;

3) When the evenings of winter, the freelance warns worrying shivers down my back, a nagging sore throat and intestinal dangerous landslides, can not afford to think, "Tomorrow I call for a sick day," but imbottirà of antipyretics and analgesics, saying: "Shit, I have to go to work tomorrow with the flu!"

4) The freelance work for everyone, but everyone thinks that only works for them. This implies that all ask you to deliver the work on the same day.

5) The freelancers can not afford to be nasty and ill-treated his colleagues did not ... the freelance colleagues, but only customers and customers - you know - is always right.

6) The freelance fees are not removed upstream, no, must pay for it alone ... and I assure you, for those like me who do not have hair on my stomach to jump the fence to the fertile pastures of small evaders , is a double turning of chestnuts!

7) When the freelancer has a week off from work to devote himself to just relax and tends to be pampered by these reassuring thoughts: "Damn, I did not call anyone, I'll end on the pavement!" "Oh God, I have to pay VAT, I need work!"


short, young shoots of the labor market, when you meet those young people climbing on their macchinucce are polished, which fill the sheets of stamps fuel bill and ask for the cap in the morning, do not be intimidated: squared shoulders, stick out your chest and proudly sventagliategli under your nose dignitossisimo Co. Co. Pro