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El repartidor de SEUR

Posted in Avatars com a consumidor by blami on 10 febrer 2017

Baixo a passejar al meu gosset. A l’altra banda del carrer que haig de creuar per anar al parc, em trobo una furgoneta de SEUR. Estic esperant un paquet, així que em crida l’atenció.

Veig com el repartidor treu un carretó de la furgoneta i el col·loca al terra des de dalt. Tot seguit treu una caixa de cartró. Sembla pesada. La deixa caure a terra sense contemplacions. Baixa de la furgo, recull la caixa del terra i la torna a deixar caure. Aquest cop encerta i la caixa cau en la base del carretó.

En aquest moment, el noi es fixa en que l’estic mirant… bocabadat

–  ¿Esperas alguna cosa? em demana.

Sí, pero ¡espero que no sea eso! responc espantat senyalant a la caixa que acaba de deixar caure.

Tranquilo, es azúcar
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Ya. El otro día era un saco de pienso de mi perro y, al abrirlo, me lo encontré roto y  el pienso se esparció por toda la cocina.

¿De Tienda Animal?

Tot i que aquest cop no va ser d’aquesta  botiga online sinó de Mundo Animal.

Esas bolsas siempre se rompen amb total convicció.

Hombre, lanzándolas así…

¿Sabes? Le puse una mala nota al proveedor.

– Sense immutar-se Creo que te lo cambian si te llega mal.

Claro, después de pasarme un rato recogiendo todo el pienso del suelo, ahora pediré que me lo  cambien. Marxo darrera del meu gos que, més intel·ligentment, estava fent quelcom de profit amb el seu temps.

En arribar a casa, el campió de SEUR estava lliurant un paquet a la portera. Ni se n’havia molestat en trucar a veure si estava el destinatari. Un cop marxa, li comento l’incident de les caixes de sucre a la portera i em diu que ella ja se les ha tingut amb aquest repartidor. Que li porta de cop un munt de paquets sense mirar si es troben els destinataris i que quan ella es queixa li amenaça amb que, si vol ella, ell truca i si el destinatari no hi és, li deixa una nota per que el destinatari vagi a recollir-lo al magatzem!

Com queda la cosa:

Un mal treballador que deixa malament a dues empreses: SEUR per contractar-lo i Mundo Animal per contractar SEUR. Reconec que SEUR no em fa tanta pena doncs no és la primera que em fa, ni la més grossa.  Mundo Animal, però, s’emporta una valoració negativa (dues estrelletes de cinc) amb el que costa crear-se una bona reputació a la xarxa. d’un client descontent de la seva primera compra.


Per cert, les dues estrelletes les vaig posar uns dies més tard com a resposta a una petició de valoració per part d’ Opiniones Verificadas. Com que la nota era tan baixa, van avisar-me que deixaven al proveïdor que es defensés. No ho van fer. Únicament en van enviar un correu demanant disculpes. Em sap tan greu per ells. Només que, quan els vaig avisar, m’haguessin dit que farien alguna cosa perquè la situació no es tornés a produir, jo no els hagués valorat tan baix!

 

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Go eat a banana!

Posted in Avatars brújula by blami on 21 gener 2017

For controlling time while practicing chi-kung and meditating, I use the Insight Timer App. Besides timing, this app also has some social features and people around the world can (if you allow it) send you greetings, thanks-for-meditating-with-mes, and other free form messages.

I’ve got very interesting experiences with these unexpected communications. Let me share with you this one.

Some days ago, Billy from Somewhere (here I’m preserving some of Billy’s privacy) sent me the following message:

Listen Mo meditation is not monkey business go eat a banana! And leave the deep thinking to us humans I used to have a monkey mind but through years of intense meditation practice I have evolved maysomeday it will happen to you!!!

Just for you to get context: Mo is my name in this App, my location is the Jungle, my tag-line says Shhh, now I’m busy taming my Mind-Human, and my avatar is this smiling monkey:

It took me a little time wondering what could motivate someone to send a message like this to someone else knowing so little about her/him.

Anyways, I love these sudden conversations. I always get some valuable insight from them. So, I answered:

Thanks so much, Billy for your wise advise, that of course I’ll promptly try to follow. Bananas are my favorite!

I can’t but quote Pablo Picasso here:

“It took me four years to paint like Raphael, but a lifetime to paint like a child.”

It seems that Raphael level cost you many years of intense meditation! Maysomeday it will happen to you too!!!

If so, I’ll be most pleased to have you in my treetop and share some sweet monkey fruits with you.

Billy’s answer was:

Mo I am sorry I have underestimated your primate cognitive functioning capabilities You are one smart little monkey! and I believe. That we humans could learn a lot from you chimps And I’m not just referring to catching termites using sticks! Getting in touch with our Primal is the cure for our modern woes! Thanks Mo I love to hang out or around with you anytime I’ve got a trail here in «somewhere» that will test your climbing skills! Keep it hanging Mo!!!

I confess I was flattered reading that: me, a smart little monkey! Wow! My answer back was:

Ha ha ha. Dear Billy. Nothing to be sorry about. Human mind is specialized in estimating wrongly. I can tell because I’ve got (a tamed) one that always keeps trying to get in control of my life with it’s “superior cognitive functioning capabilities.”

Listen, dear human soul, no amount of meditation will change the end of this trip. So don’t stop meditating as you wouldn’t stop eating, but let the monkey inside you go bananas every now and… now 😉

That is: go and eat a banana too!

See you in «Somewhere», in the jungle or anywhere else.

Up to now, I haven’t got any answer to this one. Nor that I expect any.

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Home by Barna

Posted in Avatars de records by blami on 9 Octubre 2016

Here a traditional song interpreted by Teresa Doyle

And here’s it’s lyrics

In Scarlateglen there lived a lass
And every morning after mass
She would go and have a glass
Before going home by Barna

We won’t go home along the road
For fear that we might tax the roge
We won’t go home along the road
We’ll go home by Barna

We won’t go home across the fields
The big thorn needles will stick in our heels
We won’t go home across the fields
We’ll go home by Barna

We won’t go home the milk boreen
The night is bright we might be seen
We won’t go home the milk boreen
We’ll go home by Barna

We won’t go home along the bay
The tinkers camp is on the way
We won’t go home along the bay
We’ll go home by Barna

We won’t go home along the main
The swoogh is sure to rise again
We won’t go home along the main
We’ll go hom by Barna

We won’t go home along the shore
For fear we hear the banshee roar
We won’t go home along the shore
We’ll go home by Barna

We won’t go home along the strand
We might disturb the fairy band
We won’t go home along the strand
We’ll go home by Barna

In Scarlateglen there lived a lass
And every morning after mass
She would go and have a glass
Before going home by Barna

We won’t go home along the road
For fear that we might tax the roge
We won’t go home along the road
We’ll go home by Barna

I don’t think it has too much to do with my beloved Barcelona although it is usually nicknamed as Barna 😉