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Free Advice Friday! Negotiation Skillz!

Dear Kim,

Now that both my children will be in school full time, I plan to go back to work this fall. I recently started looking for a job. I noticed that you’re now expected to tell employers your asking salary instead of them telling you what the position pays. I’ve been out of the work force so long that I’m not sure I feel confident enough to ask for the salary I really want. How do I begin to build my confidence?

 

Gina in Meekington, MO

 

 

Dear Gina,

It seems to me that you need to get a set of balls! Honestly Gina, learning to juggle can do wonders for your self-esteem.

But if you don’t have a local Juggling/Circus school nearby (boo!), there are other ways to work on your confidence level.

What you really need to do is to practice your negotiating skills. Start small with interpersonal relationships: the babysitter wants $10.00 an hour, you offer $7.00, your husband wants sex, you say “not tonight but maybe tomorrow”, you’re getting a bikini wax, make her throw in a free upper lip. Trust me Gina, your confidence will build quicker than the dust on your sex toy collection!

Next, move on to negotiations within the corporate world. Gina, it’s imperative that you’re constantly on the look out for any opportunity that allows you to sharpen this skill. Take this sign, for example…

“A penny for your thoughts”

…and my subsequent letter to them:

 

Dear WSFS,

I rode by your bank the other day and noticed that you’re currently offering to pay your customers a penny for their thoughts. While I’m highly flattered that you would place any value on my thinking, I’m equally insulted by their estimated worth. A penny? For ALL of my thoughts? Granted, I have a lot of bullshit going on up there, but a penny?

So after stopping at the bakery, tanning salon, and liquor store, I headed over to Citizen Bank where I met with a nice man named Chad. After listening to some of my sample thoughts on religion, politics, and home decor, Chad assured me that his bank was prepared to offer me a penny PER thought! That’s almost like 5 times what you’re willing to pay! I’m going to need you to beat that.

Here’s just one of the gems that the lucky bank can expect from me:

“I bet a picture of a naked woman on the front of the toilet tank would motivate a man to put the seat down.”

Boom!

And I have plenty more where that came from!

WSFS, I need to hear a strong counteroffer by midnight tonight (12am EST), otherwise Citizen bank will be the proud owner of ALL of my thoughts (or as many as it takes to afford one of those cute capuchin monkeys).

Sincerely,
Kim
www.oneclassymotha.com

Gina, with practice, you’ll soon feel confident enough to demand the salary you deserve!

Sincerely,
Kim
www.oneclassymotha.com

 

P.S. Don’t go with National Bank. The huge sign in their lobby says “We want your two cents!”  In my opinion, asking your customers for money is no way to run a business.
 
 
*DISCLOSURE: The above thoughts are the disappointed property of WSFS Bank.

 

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Free Advice Friday! So, you’re having an identity crisis?

Dear Kim,

Before I became a stay at home mom, I had a successful career as a corporate lawyer. I used to go to dinner parties and impress people with my job title and responsibilities. But now when someone asks, “So what do you do for a living?”, I don’t know how to answer them. I’m not sure who I am anymore. I think I’m going through a bit of an identity crisis right now. Do you have any advice?

 

Sincerely,

Melinda in Whoville, CA

 

Dear Melinda,

You’re not alone, sister! I’ve been there. Fortunately, I have some straightforward advice, but unfortunately, I feel compelled to tell it in the most convoluted way possible.

Years ago, I knew this guy named Neil. Neil was a regular at my anger management program, which I held every Monday and Wednesday night at the Sussex County Community Center. He was a really nice guy with this super calm demeanor. In fact, he was so calm I started to think he was only there for the free donuts and Starbucks coffee. So one day, I pulled Neil aside, confronted him with my suspicions, and asked him to leave the group. Melinda, he became so outraged over my accusations that he punched a hole in the wall- right next to my head!

“Now that’s more like it!” I said, “Welcome back to the group!”

Shortly after that, Neil stopped coming. I thought about him often, but my life went on: I eventually got fired from my anger management position because of my temper, became a life coach at SUX 2B U, left that job because my clients weren’t self-motivated enough, opened WTF Greeting Cards but it got shut down because of air conditioning issues (something about a sweat shop), made the USA Trampoline Team only to be kicked off because of my incontinence problem, then I finally settled down and had kids. Now I’m a stay-at-home mom without a paying job. Melinda, like you, I felt like I had lost my identity…well, actually, several identities. But I digress, this story is about Neil…

About 8 years ago, I saw Neil in a Sears parking lot getting into this black Mercedes convertible. I ran right over and asked him why he never returned to the group. This is what he told me…

 

While in Boston, on the way to a Celtics game, he was jumped by a group of diners gathered outside of a TGI Friday’s restaurant (coincidentally, this happened on a Friday). When he woke up in the hospital, he couldn’t remember his name, address, or phone number- basically he forgot who he was and all his identification had been stolen. The only things he had were the clothes on his back, a basketball jersey and shorts. For days, he sat around thinking he might be a basketball star. It wasn’t until he threw his empty pudding cup at the wastebasket and missed that he knew his assumption had been wrong.

Deciding to embrace his anonymity, he fell in love with the nurse who catheterized him (he didn’t need a catheter, he was just too lazy to get up and pee) and together they moved to Cancun, purchased a capuchin monkey named Monty, and started a business taking pictures of Monty on the shoulders of drunken vacationers. They called it Monkey Business (not a very clever name if you ask me). Monkey Business was a huge success and now they have franchises all over the world! (UPDATE: I looked this up and I think Neil might have exaggerated this part).

Just think, if Neil had known who he really was, he might have gone back to his wife and 7 kids and missed out on this wonderful adventure.

So Melinda, here’s my two cents: When you don’t know who you are, you’re free to stop operating within the confines of who you’re supposed to be.

Whoa! That’s some heavy shit I just laid on you! I say get that printed on some cocktail napkins and take them to your next dinner party.

 

Yours in identity crisis,

Kim

 

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Free Advice Friday! You too can be a winner!

Guess where we are?

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We’re on the boardwalk, Baby, putting my horse racing skills to the test!

And did I kick ass again?  Well, you tell me…

BOOM!
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Please refrain from making fun of Ana’s bad haircut. I’ll bitch about that next week.

I was on fire, my friends!!! And I was reminded that there’s no better time to repost my advice about how to win the Horse Racing game than today! I’ll rehash our vacation later, but until I get back, enjoy this public service FAF (Free Advice Friday)…

 

 

Dear Kim,

I was hoping you could tell me your strategy for winning the horse racing game on the boardwalk. It seems like you dominate it. I’d like to know if you can give me some tips because I’m terrible and can’t seem to win at anything.

Thank you, Amanda in Sucksatgames, PA

Dear Amanda,

I assume you’re referring to my recent victories, here and here.

While some of my competitors would mistake my skill as raw, natural talent, the truth is, I work hard…damn hard. In the off season you’ll usually find me practicing at my state-of-the-art portable training facility. I dedicate no less than 25 hours a week to this sport (oh yeah, it’s a sport). Training is intense and involves mostly nights and weekends, as that’s when the kids are available. Do you have children Amanda?  What about kids in the neighborhood with minimal after school commitments? Find them, they are vital for your success.

When setting up your rolling range (that’s what we in the biz call it) you’ll need at least 3 kids, 3 solo cups, a tennis ball, racing numbers, and an old piece of plywood- that is, if you’re serious about doing what it takes to be a winner.

And by the way Amanda, kids these days are lazy.  Don’t let their cries of “mommy, my knees are hurting” to cut your practices short.  Trust me, if you sprinkled coins along the ground, I bet they’d stay down there all day.

I find if you pay the kids in candy versus money it’s a better deal for both you and their dentist.

Remember Amanda, nothing good happens without hard work. And there’s no “i” in team…but there is an “m” and an “e” so I don’t get the saying.

In any case, dedicate yourself and you too can bring home the cow…

I won! Go cry to your mother junior.

just don’t choose the stupid dog

See you at the races!
Kim

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Free Advice Friday! Dear Kim, I won the lottery…

Dear Kim,

 

I recently won a large amount of money through the lottery. At first I saw it as a blessing but now I feel like my friends and family are using me. Every other day, I receive a call or email from someone asking to “borrow” some money because they think I have it to spare. I want to put this money into savings and I don’t trust that anyone will repay me. I don’t know how to tell them this without ruining relationships. What should I do?

 

Sincerely,

Millionaire Melanie

 

 

Dear Melanie,

 

I know exactly what you’re going through, as something similar happened to me several years ago.

In 1994, I decided I wanted to start my own business, something that required low overhead, minimal skills, and almost zero human interaction. And that’s I how I came up with…

Dingleberry’s Litter Box Service

“We’ve got the scoop on poop!”

I traveled to my clients’ homes and cleaned out their cats’ litter boxes. The only financial investment I had to make was a used produce scale so I could charge by the ounce, and a logo designed by my cousin Eddie (it was a picture of my cat, Skittles, taking a dump while I enthusiastically held a scoop under him. It took 3 weeks and a lot of tuna to get that shot).

As it turns out, Melanie, the stereotype of old ladies owning a shitload of cats is absolutely true. Those crazy cat ladies were the bulk of my business, and I spent most of 1994 surrounded by them, drinking instant Sanka and listening to Elvis records.

Well, one day, while trying to scrape the sides of Snookum’s litter box (I hated that cat, he always crapped on the edge), I received a call from a lawyer.  Apparently, one of my clients had passed away and I was named in her will. Melanie, would you believe she left me her entire coin collection?!!! …pennies, nickles, dimes, quarters, even half-dollars!

But like you, once my family heard that I had thousands of cents in my pocket, they just assumed that I’d pay for everything- wishing wells, bubblegum machines, arcades games, you name it. If it had a coin slot, it was “Kim’s got this”.

So you know what I did? I went straight to the bank, handed the teller all my cents, and traded them in for crisp dollar bills. Then I took those dollar bills and bought a 24-inch color TV from Sears & Roebuck. And that was the end of that! Granted, they started coming over to watch Dr. Quinn, Medicine Woman every Wednesday night, but they never asked for a dime again…or a quarter.

What I’m saying is, you need to invest your money into something, tie it up so that they know it’s not accessible to either lend or spend. Maybe buy yourself a chameleon farm, they’re quiet creatures that blend in with all sorts of shit, you’ll never know they’re there.

Take care, Melanie. And let me know if I can ever help ease your financial burden.

Kim

 

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