if you are a youtube or any online video enthusiast, you might be seeing comments such as “i just wasted my x minutes” or “give me back x minutes of my life” to such frivolous video feeds. you finally realize that it is true in a sense because such moments could be considered as sunk costs: you won’t get anything valuable from it in return.
these days, i try to base my decisions on return of investment. and i am still trying to apply it on every aspect of my life. is this product going to render more than my initial vested interest? am i going to save a lot of money in the future if i put my money down on this type of service? will it be worth my time and money to perform such and such no matter how challenging the situation is? will i add value to my life if i choose this battle? will this be worth remembering within the next 20 years? you know the drill. if you were looking at financials, a 5% figure from net sales/operating profit calculation is favorable subject to industry standards. every facet of life is almost the same in sales and negotiations. you act aloof, you can care, but not t-h-a-t much. by letting your seller know that you always have options, then you’ll always have the upper hand. but with all due respect, each person has his or her own type of preference in investment.
was talking to a lady about the winter season one day. i told her i only liked snow during the first few days until the slush gets smudged. despite my naivete on the matter she pointed out that she loved the cold spell no matter how long it hits the area. she explained that she and her husband bought a manor with a 7-acre backyard wherein they could see different sets of animal footprints throughout the rest of the week. whereas others chose vacation homes elsewhere as their type of retirement expenditure, they chose this suburban ranch to live with until they die happily together. i love happy endings…
i’m gonna love this day. went downstairs to the living room so that i can enjoy the morning rays creating their wonderful ambience. the acreage out front is filled with spring and i can’t wait to get out. i think i must have said “thank you” a hundred times by the time i woke up. thank you, gratitude rock, for the reminder. that could be 100 plus 1.
solemn, but you gotta luv this…
driving down the road yesterday, i saw a duck passing through. despite the green light, all the motorists stopped to see her walk by the unmarked pavement as her flat beak swayed back and forth to seek attention. with barry white playing on the jazz station, the moment just looked like it went through slow-motion. it seemed like the entire world stopped because a supermodel wanted to cross the street.