Bitch on the Blog

May 29, 2014

Cottage industry

Filed under: Future,High Finance — bitchontheblog @ 16:37
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My father sometimes lamented that his eldest daughter had absurd need to reinvent the wheel.

I didn’t/I don’t. But do know what he means. Anyway, have come up with most marvellous business idea. Sub title: How to go the way of least resistance.

Don’t sneer. There is no point climbing a mountain unless you know about abseiling.

The way of least resistance is smooth, and slippery. Sweethearts, wish me luck. May your ice cream not melt in anticipation.

U

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6 Comments »

  1. well, let me know whenyou are going to issue shares….

    Comment by magpie11 — May 29, 2014 @ 17:09 | Reply

  2. Unless it’s politics you’re going to go in for you may have to become a little more specific in your utterances and intentions. Maybe even a little more diplomatic.
    Good luck.

    Comment by friko — May 29, 2014 @ 22:56 | Reply

    • Most definitely not politics. If I want hot air I breathe out.

      A little more diplomatic? My dear Friko: Brussels is awaiting me. Fresh air and all that.

      Thanks for the good luck. Don’t forget to throw something over your shoulder.

      U

      Comment by bitchontheblog — May 30, 2014 @ 12:50 | Reply

  3. I wish you all the best. If it is a series of lectures that you intend giving to paid for admission audience, book a few seats in the front row for me and a few of my mates.

    Comment by rummuser — May 30, 2014 @ 01:01 | Reply

    • Very funny, Ramana. I would love to give lectures. Ha Ha. There is a problem though, and I hate admitting to it. I freeze on public speaking. Or at least used to. Haven’t tried it the last twenty years.

      I have been on stage (main character – naturally. I didn’t even want the role!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!). Walking up those stairs for the first time, just before curtain rises, I died not a thousand deaths but certainly a quarter of one. Still. It was a grand performance. Mainly because I wasn’t there. I just performed. Of course, the theatre is dark. So you can’t see your audience.

      Give me lots of pairs of eyes fastening onto my every uttering in broad daylight and my mind goes blank. But, as I said, that’s a long time ago. Maybe I’ll try again.

      Consider your front row seats booked. I might even make the tickets complimentary.

      U

      Comment by bitchontheblog — May 30, 2014 @ 13:00 | Reply


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