I’m seriously going to post this for everyday when school ends it just will auto post for me so i’m queuing it for the next while
Wozniak Queuing Overnight To Kiss The New Machine ! http://newish.info/79600-wozniak-queuing-overnight-to-kiss-the-new-machine
There has been little or no research into restaurant management and operations in the UK, especially when compared with the USA. Why is this? Our review of the literature found 14 journal articles about UK chains, whereas there were 132 about American resaturant chains. There are a wide range of topics research in the U.S. that have never been researched here. These include the influence of franchise systems on chain performance, site selection, menu pricing and consumer behaviour, the role and development of area managers, innovation (of menus and technology), queuing and waiting time, and a whole load more. To partially address this, I have provided these as possible topics for our Masters students to research this Summer for their dissertations. All we need now is for operators to agree to our requests for access to data….
So this blog was originally created to accommodate my rambles and random thoughts. Instead of this proposed plan, I’ve just been generally re-blogging cute stuff. Which is okay…but I went out today and being by myself random things popped into my head.
Flip Flops are not proper shoes. What is the fascination with wearing them out? There’s a difference between wearing sandals and then wearing flip flops. Flip flops are for the beach, the swimming pool and your house! Not for going out. You could hurt yourself easily by tripping and the way the flip flop is built (with the strap between your big toe and second toe), long wear is not good for the muscles in your foot. Get some sandals. You know those things with the rubber and leather and not just the flimsy plastic and foam. Also, my feet hurt when I wear flip flops. But hey, nothing against those of you which like it as your footwear of choice.
Safety comes first.
Our Generation is Spoiled
I was browsing the fun electronic sections in Citysuper today while I was out and I overhead this conversation. I’m going to put it in script style because I’m lazy and no teacher is grading me.
Child: Hey mum?
Child: Can we buy one of those iPod dock thingys?
Child: Cause we don’t have one of those…
When did it become necessary to have something because you don’t have it? When did it become necessary to need an iPod dock? My parents have always given much weight to the value of money. Every thing I’ve ever asked from my parents had to be earned. So much significance has always been dedicated to teaching us (my twin brothers & I) to save and to cherish every penny we have. Nothing should ever be thrown out without the pondering of whether it can be reused.
It really annoys me when I see some of my friends don’t respect the value of money. Parents spoil their kids way too much. An iPhone. “Oh yeah, my parents just got me it.”=.= Seriously?! If I wanted an iPhone, I would have either needed to save up (which I would never manage to do because I don’t even get an allowance) or I would have need to earn it. I managed to convince my parents to get my an iPod touch following my exam Results. That took two years to earn.
Another one of my friends got an iPad recently. Well, fair enough. For another significant event, she got an iPhone. She was very thankful. But sometimes, I just feel like our generation is too spoiled. We are too materialistic and require objects to demonstrate our love and respect for people. Unrequited Love> Objects. You know what I got for my birthday? Nothing. A cake. I am thankful. Everyday, I thank God for blessing me with such amazing parents who raised me right.
Perhaps I am whining to some extent, but seriously, how spoiled is our generation? What happened to earning our prizes instead of them being handed to us on a platter? Man, it really p*ss*s me off. That’s the exact reason why I really want a job when I go to Uni…so I can buy stuff without feeling guilty.
On the subject of iPhones…
No, I didn’t steal anything. Today, I took a taxi home and I’m the kind of person who’s always paranoid if my phone, my iPod and my money’s in my bag. So I’m constantly checking. Yes, I know that actually increases the chances of actually dropping something. But that’s the only way I can calm myself and relieve my worry. So when I jump in the taxi, I usually text my mother the car plate number then slip the phone into my bag or my pocket. Whenever I close the car door, I always check behind me whether I’ve left something. Today as I closed the door, I thought I left my phone behind me but something caught my eye so I knocked on the taxi door. I found an iPhone. I gave it to the driver.
Now after further pondering, I question whether this was the right thing to actually do. Should I have turned it over to the police? That thought didn’t actually cross my mind. To be honest, as an afterthought, I don’t think that he would have turned it over the police. My mother said I should have taken it and waited for the guy to call so I could return it to him. Or if that didn’t happen, turn it into the police. Man, I’m way too trusting.
I have too much of a conscience.
Just Downright Rude People
I was waiting in the taxi line today in front of Times Square and these two people decide to stand in front of me. A few seconds later, they realise that I was in line so they moved behind me. Okay, fine. Human error, I get that. Nothing to fuss about.
But later, there was this elderly man in front of me. You know sometimes when you’re watching the direction from where the taxis are coming and not in front of you and you forget to move? So this man was the perfect example of this. I usually just wait till the person in front of me catches on. If they don’t, I just look at them and look in front and they usually get the point. But this time, the two people behind me decided to walk in front of me and in front of the man. The man caught on finally and moved forward and as did I. But what struck and astonished me is the nerve of those two people! How in the world can you be so rude? It makes me so mad to see this. My parents bought me up to always do the right thing even if it’s the hard thing. It shocks me how people can be so rude.
NB. These are simply my thoughts and opinions. They’re not here for you to like and they are not intended to offend anybody. This is just a way for me to ramble my mind.