Showing posts with label awesome. Show all posts
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August 23, 2013

BEAUTY ECONOMICS




“I think the key indicator for wealth is not good grades, work ethic, or IQ.
I believe it's relationships. Ask yourself two questions: How many people do I know,
and how much ransom money could I get for each one?” 
― Jarod Kintz
  
Title: What should I do to marry a rich guy?

5. Get out of debt.
I'm going to be honest with what I'm going to say here.
I'm 25 this year. I'm very pretty, have style and good taste. 

I wish to marry a guy with $500k annual salary or above. 
You might say that I'm greedy, but an annual salary of $1Million is considered only as middle class in New York My requirement is not high. 
Is there anyone in this forum who has an income of $500k annual salary? Are you all married? 
I wanted to ask: what should I do to marry rich persons like you? 
Among those I've dated, the richest is $250k annual income, and it seems that this is my upper limit. 
If someone is going to move into high cost residential area on the west of New York City Garden (? ), $250k annual income is not enough. 
I'm here humbly to ask a few questions: 
1) Where do most rich bachelors hang out? (Please list down the names and addresses of bars, restaurant, gym) 
2) Which age group should I target? 
3) Why most wives of the riches is only average- looking?
I've met a few girls who doesn't have looks & are not interesting, but they are able to marry rich guys!

4) How do you decide who can be your wife, & who can only be your girlfriend? (my target now is to get married) 

Signed,
Ms. Pretty

Awesome reply: 
Dear Ms. Pretty,
I have read your post with great interest. 
Guess there are lots of girls out there who have similar questions like yours. 
Please allow me to analyze your situation as a professional investor. 
My annual income is more than $500k, which meets your requirement, so I hope everyone believes that I'm not wasting time here.
From the standpoint of a business person, it is a bad decision to marry you. 

The answer is very simple, so let me explain. Put the details aside, what you're trying to do is an exchange of "beauty" and "money"
:: Person A provides beauty, and Person B pays for it, fair and square. However, there's a deadly problem here, your beauty will fade, but my money will not be gone without any good reason. 
The fact is, my income might increase from year to year, but you can't be prettier year after year. 
Hence from the viewpoint of economics, I am an appreciation asset, and you are a depreciation asset. It's not just normal depreciation, but exponential depreciation. 
If that is your only asset, your value will be much worried 10 years later. 
By the terms we use in Wall Street, every trading has a position, dating with you is also a "trading position". 
If the trade value dropped we will sell it and it is not a good idea to keep it for long term - same goes with the marriage that you wanted. 
It might be cruel to say this, but in order to make a wiser decision any assets with great depreciation value will be sold or "leased".
Anyone with over $500k annual income is not a fool; we would only date you, but will not marry you. I would advice that you forget looking for any clues to marry a rich guy.
And by the way, you could make yourself to become a rich person with $500k annual income..
This has better chance than finding a rich fool. Hope this reply helps. If you are interested in "leasing" services, do contact me... 


Signed,
CEO J.P. Morgan

I had such a laugh when i read this spot on analysis.  I am hoping Miss pretty got the point.
TGIF! Enjoy your weekend.


November 19, 2012

{ FRIENDS!


I read this on one of my favorite blogs and i thought he stole the words right outta ma mouth!! I couldn't agree more.. it made my heart smile and a little tear sparkle in my eye :) i feel the exact same way...
 ---when i'm happy, they're there. when i'm sad, they're there. ( i had to add this one, i felt i needed it: When am a total ASS, they're still there.) even when i think i'm alone, they're there. my friends aren't deserters. even the one's who i don't talk to as often or they pretend to be fake mad at me. at any moment i needed them or they needed me we'd be there for each other. because that's the type of person i am, and those are the kind of people i befriend. we stay to the end and are always here →←, there →, and everywhere ↔. i thank God for surrounding me with people who feel more like family than friends. you are who your friends are, and if i'm a reflection of my friends it must mean i'm a pretty damn good person myself. cause my friends are kick ass awesome. ---"
I couldn't Describe my friends in one word even if i tried! My friends kick ass! totally!
Every single time am around them, i step out of my damn self and see things a little more clearly.
I have a self-protective stance, that i have NEVER known how to bring down.
 --- it's never been easy for me to trust or depend on others. so when i say i totally trust & depend on these people I'm honestly saying i love them to death.---"
I may not be there as often as they'd want ... its my way of re-energizing my soul, i know how FAR i can STRETCH myself as far as giving and sacrifice is concerned.

So, this weekend wasn't the best, but we sure made the best out of it.
My friend lost her son.. only 4 months ago, we laid to rest her other little one ;( We were there for her.
Her husband shared with me, how much he is secure in the fact that his wife is surrounded by such an AMAZING bunch of friends. That only, made me feel a whole lot more blessed.

Today am counting the AMAZING blessing of Friends ...

I am appreciating ::

Every phone call ... Every text message ... Every Letter ... Every Card ... Every Email ... Every heart-to-heart talk... Every Reality-Check ... Every Argument & Every Fight ...  Every Prayer ... All those Hugs&Kisses, that have brought us this far. And for putting up with all my sh!t

YOU ARE LOVED!


PS: Hey Lorna. I see you :)






Friendship isn't about whom you have known the longest... It's about who came, and never left your side...