At day's end, the Piggly will have at least eight cartons of eggs with only 11 good eggs. The hell do they do with 'em?
Do they put em all in one basket, then sell em for like 20% off? I always heard "Don't put your eggs all in one basket." And I suppose that's twue, it's reawwy reawwy twue.
Life is hard. Victor, are you saying buy powdered eggs instead? Ahm, no, but nice swing... level it out, ya got a bit of an uppercut.
Diversify.
Risk mitigation. Victor, don't do it, I'll fall asleep if you advise. Eh, right you are. I've had Port wine, but, I ain't had no Portfolio... but, the message, don't invest it all in one place, right Blockbuster fans? Elevator operators? Yeah, what goes up must come down, but sometimes they get buttons and don't need ya on there anymores.
What about Sony? (Victor, you're prolly the only fool on the planet that remembers that commercial... and I must say, in spite of some tariffs, I think Sony is doing quite well.)
What about marriage? (Ahm, Victor. Don't swat me, but ain't you got the rule you [of all people] don't fork out advice on, relationships, quitting smoking, and.... investing? Yeah, mebbe the yoke is on me, I have dropped a few baskets in my lifetime.)
That said, I see so many wonderful, happy couples.... marriages that thrive on exclusivity. Then TURN LEFT Victor, here. NOW. But, but, but.... I had my eyes done years ago... my left eye is for close up, it's hard for me to see cars comin' from thata direction. Then Victor have mono surgery next time....... Nah, the light down there is red now, I can go, but tyvm.
Is there a purpose to this blog Mr. Olsteen...er, I mean Victurd?
Yeah, plan B. Ya mean like having a gf waiting in the wings? Yeah, I mean NO. I mean like on investments.... if, mebbe in a dating situation, then yeah, don't just "Put me in coach, I'm ready to play... today... put me in coach... look at me, I can be Centerfield." Ahm, no, in dating, play the field eh? Why not, it's the one time it's ok to.
Back up plans. You mean like them nifty back up cams they got in the brand spanking new F One Fitties? Well, kinda I guess. I did see a funny (VICTOR!)... ok, I did see where some guy was gonna complain to Ford because there was a glitch in his camera... it showed some guy walking behind getting run over. NOT funny Victor. Bite me, I kinda thought so.
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Niche, in work. Ya gotta niche, that's all good. But, we all need a back up plan in case the industry changes... and if ya watch, industries change. I saw an article on Indeed that listed 51 jobs that ain't no more. I started to peek but I had to do one'a those stupid 'prove you're human' things so I stopped.
Friends. Wonderful column in KC Star today, a Dear Abby thingy..... Lady said her and mothers of other snotnoses got close, became friends when their kids were in Elementary school... it continued over the years... went on many very nice outings outside of their school stuff.... but, recently she finds herself not included with the group so much... she would see her buddies talking about things she wasn't included in.. "weekend hike"... "a brunch"... and sure, it worried her, she had no ID (that's the way we country folks, say idea, no ID) what to do, or why.
Abby's advice, solid I thought. "You're not being needy.. your being a human with working eyes. Friend groups rarely sit down and vote someone off the island. They do it the way you described: one brunch here, one concert there, a handful of "Oh, you would have loved it" and comments like that land like tiny paper cuts." Yeah Victor, so what'd she say?
"Before you assume you did something wrong, consider the most common explanation, momentum. People fall into routines with whoever is loudest, closest, fastest to reply or easiest to coordinate with. That's not flattering, but it's often true. Still, sure, "accidental" exclusion hurts the same." Victor, I get it, but Abby ain't really advised her yet.
"Pick one friend you trust... say, 'I've noticed I'm often hearing about plans afterward. If I've done something to cause that, I'd want to know. And it it's just how things have shifted, I'm feeling a little left out." Then, watch what happens next." (Continued, wake up!)
"Real friends adjust. Casual friends reassure you and keep right on brunching." Victor, I get it, but the hell does this have to do with eggs in one basket at Piggly Wiggly? Just that.
Abby continued "Don't put your social life in the hands of one group chat. This is your sign to widen your circle: one new class, one new lunch or one invitation with someone who lights up when you suggest it. Friendship isn't supposed to feel like trying to get into an overbooked restaurant."
Thank Abby... but too... I go with my old standby for restaurants... "Party of two, last name Starving." I give up Victor.
But Victor, just a song before I go........no, that ain't it. Easter. Easter is coming up. You can't arm all the little snotnoses with more than one basket canya?
Blog reader, I too sometimes consider giving up.. but in this case, I suggest you call Piggly Wiggly aheada time, see if they'll donate all them cartons with 11 eggs, thataway, if someone does drop their basket, all their problems are solved, no yoke.
Have a hoppy day,
Love, Victurd
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