Thursday, 17 October 2013
Would you stand on your head?
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Labels: Amarinda Jones, ghastly, men, Princess, swearing, temp, vulgar, work
Tuesday, 14 May 2013
I’m just a sweet, polite little thing...
My personal opinion is that to be good at business you have to have a good memory, a poker face, have the whole iron-fist-in-a-velvet-glove thing going on and speak politely. I used that today to great effect. I got what I wanted. That, to me, is the bottom line. I want. You want. My need and desire is greater than what I perceive yours is so I will do what I have to in order to win my desired outcome. Manipulative? Moi? Oh please. I’m just a sweet, polite little thing with a sledgehammer attitude. Is that a bad thing?
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Labels: Amarinda Jones, business, iron fist in a velvet glove, manipulative, Princess, sledgehammer, sweet little thing
Saturday, 18 June 2011
Le Chat...
So, I went to the RSPCA (Royal Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to animals) and took a squiz at the pets on offer. I saw Princess – no, I didn’t name her – and we clicked. I spent a long time chatting to her and she spent a great deal of the time looking confused. When I went to adopt Princess they were thrilled...okay, yeah, I know you start thinking wait a second is this a psycho cat from hell that everyone wants to see the back end of? But no. Apparently Princess has had somewhat of a checkered, unhappy past and the staff were hoping someone would take her. She’s hung around a while as she not cute. Well, I’m not cute and I understand checkered pasts so we hit the road to XH. At the moment Princess is wandering around the house but coming back every so often to lie over my feet.
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Labels: Amarinda Jones, cat, Penn Halligan, Princess, RSPCA


