Friday Funny – Stationary is Bad

So you’ve had a busy week … some things went well, some things not so well. And now it’s Friday afternoon and what better way to take some of the stress out of the week than having a laugh at someone else’s misfortune.

Have a look at what can happen when stationery goes bad.

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A big thanks and hat tip to Anne Maybus from The Tall Poppy for this one.

Have a good weekend all!

It’s not just me – Googe?

Just went to do a search on google.com.au and thought the nice graphic in honour of Valentine’s Day was missing something. Yep – it’s missing its “L”. Initially I thought it was just the Google guys in Australia but apparantly its global.

Either chocolate covered strawberries takes away your ability to spell or it is an interesting piece of new branding.

Friday Funnies # – More Illusions

A couple of weeks ago on Friday Funnies I posted a great optical illusion that looked at our perception of colour.

This Friday I am here to give you more.  One of the 3 illusions on
on the echalk site is the same as the one previously posted here but
the other 2 go on to prove even more emphatically that our perception
of colour is dependant on sourrounding colours.

Check it out for yourself.

Might want to make you think about what colours you use in your business ;o)

Enjoy your weekend.

Friday Funnies #6 – Are You A Survivor

This week the Friday Funnies are more along the lines of "funny how things have changed" )  If you were a kid of the 30s, 40s, 50s, 60s or 70s you must think, like I do at times, how we survived.

The author of this piece is unknown to me but the wisdom is universal.

We survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they carried us.

They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can, and didn’t get tested for diabetes.

They didn’t need birthing classes or birthing videos to do what comes naturally.

No need for back rubs, a partner to breathe with them, or the need to put the blessed event on a home movie for all and sundry to see..

Then after that trauma, our baby cribs were covered with bright coloured lead-based paints, with bars you could get your head stuck in.

We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention, the risks we took hitchhiking.

As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags.

Riding in the back of a pick up/ute on a warm day was always a special treat.

We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle.

We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this.

We ate cupcakes, white bread and real butter and drank pop with sugar in it, but we weren’t overweight because……………. WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!

We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.

No one was able to reach us all day. And we were O.K.

We respected the authority of adults, parents, aunties, uncles, teachers, police officers and the like.

We had to attend school every day and like it. We worked our arses off because we knew the consequences of a poor report card.

The teacher was always right, and your parents sided with them.

When we misbehaved, were rude, spiteful, or didn’t follow the rules, we were caned, detained, and reprimanded. We didn’t go home and tell our parents what happened because we knew we’d get walloped again.

We had three meals a day and we ate what was put in front of us.

No choices. You ate what you were given and you ate it all….."There were children starving around the world."

We had an extended family watching out for us……….aunties, neighbours, and your friends’ mothers. If you were caught doing something you shouldn’t be doing, you got a slap up the side of the head from some one.

We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.

If you were lucky enough to get pocket money………you had to earn it.

We did not have Playstations, Nintendo’s, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 99 channels on cable, no video tape movies, no surround sound, no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet or Internet  chat rooms……….WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them!

We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these accidents.

We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever.

We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays, made up games with sticks and tennis balls and although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes.

Dirty knees and fingernails showed we knew how to play, explore and have FUN………a few bruises and scabs proved we were tough.

We rode bikes or walked to a friend’s house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them!

Cricket or Football teams had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn’t had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!!

The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law!

This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever!

The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.

We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL!

Friday Funnies #5 – Brought to your by the Letter ‘I’

Friday Funnies is brought to you by the letter ‘I’ – for ice-cream – now even though it is as cold as the inside of an ice-cream freezer here in Sydney at the moment thoughts can still turn to the iced delights of summer.  More specifically if you were ice-cream what type of ice-cream would you be.

If you need some Friday distraction – whether you are freezing in the southern-hemi winter or basking in the northern-hemi summer – check out "What Type of Ice Cream Are You?"

Seems that I may be a little "chunky"

You Are Rocky Road Ice Cream

Unpredictable and wild, you know how to have fun.    You’re also a trendsetter who takes risks with new things.    You know about the latest and greatest – and may have invented it!    You are most compatible with vanilla ice cream.

A big Friday Funnies thanks to Toby Bloomberg at Diva Marketing for the heads up on what type of ice-cream I am.

Friday Funnies #4 – A Funny Story

Since turning 40 I still feel on top of things and have been having one of the best years of my life.  There is still a lot of “the hill” if front of me and I feel far from “over it”.  But there are been a few worrying signs and appear to have happened over night and I think that I have found the answer.

Most of you have read the
scare-mail about the person whose kidneys were stolen while he was
passed out. Well, read on. While the kidney story was an urban legend,
this one is not. It’s happening every day.

My thighs were stolen from me …..

….during the night a few years ago. It was just that quick. I went to sleep in my body and woke up with someone else’s thighs. The new ones had the texture of cooked oatmeal.

Who would have done such a cruel thing to legs that had been mine for years? Whose thighs were these and what happened to mine?

I spent the entire summer looking for my thighs. Finally, hurt and
angry, I resigned myself to living out my life in jeans and Sheer Energy pantyhose.

Then, just when my guard was down, the thieves struck again. My butt
was next. I knew it was the same gang, because they took pains to match
my new rear end (although badly attached at least three inches lower than my original) to the thighs they stuck me with earlier.

Now, my rear complemented my legs, lump for lump. Frantic, I prayed that long skirts would stay in fashion.

It was two years ago when I realized my arms had been switched. One
morning I was fixing my hair and I watched horrified but fascinated as
the flesh of my upper arms swung to and fro with the motion of the hairbrush.

This was really getting scary. My body was being replaced one section at a time. How clever and fiendish.

Age? Age had nothing to do with it.

Age is supposed to creep up, unnoticed, something like maturity. NO, I was being attacked repeatedly and without warning.

In despair, I gave up my T-shirts. What could they do to me next?

My poor neck disappeared more quickly than the Thanksgiving turkey it now resembled.

That’s why I decided to tell my story. I can’t take on the medical
profession by myself. Women of the world, wake up and smell the coffee.

That really isn’t plastic that those surgeons are using.

You KNOW where they are getting those replacement parts, don’t you?

The next time you suspect someone has had a face “lifted”, look again.  Was it lifted from you?

I think I finally found my thighs . and I hope that Cindy Crawford paid a really good price for them!

This is not a hoax. This is happening to women in every town every night.

WARN YOUR FRIENDS.

P.S. I must say that last year I thought someone had stolen my
breasts.  I was lying in bed and they were gone! As I jumped out of bed
I was relieved to see that they had just been hiding in my armpits as I slept.

Now I keep them hidden in my waistband.

Now to all you men don’t laught too hard – the thieves are coming for you too and for you they start at the head )

Thanks to my colleagues Nicola Cairncross and Trina Blum for this wonderful Friday Funny discovery.

Enjoy your weekend and keep smiling

Friday Funnies #3

As the winter sun enters into its early departure below the horizon this cold Friday afternoon it is time for Friday Funnies.

Today I would like to introduce you to Bernie DeKoven.  Bernie dedicates his life to the noble cause of increasing the fun quotient for every person.  His blog – or should I say Funlog -  chronicles his personal search for games and toys, ideas and
innovations, people and events that enhance our capacity for having fun.

Take some time out each week to visit Bernie’s site and get a dose of fun.

He recently posted on a practice which I include in my daily habits and rituals – Have Fun Every Day.

Enjoy your weekend!

Friday Funnies #2

After years in a coporate environment where motivational posters seemed a ubiquitous part of the landscape, and now as a business coach where positve attitudes are expected as part of the job description, there are times that you just want to step out of motivation into reality.

And so came the inspiration for this week’s Friday Funnies ….. Despair, Inc.

This is a very clever site with some very humourous approaches to de-motivation.  You know that the reality of your business is you HAVE felt like some of these.

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I believe that my work as a coach and consultant is very important to me and to the clients I have the great pleasure of working with – but it is NOT deadly bloody serious.

And when I can have a laugh at people having a laugh at my industry and colleagues then I just have to join in the belly rumbles.  Over the past week I have had the opportunity to reconnect with how much I enjoy the Dilbert comic strips and the humor of Scott Adams.

Now I know some of my more earnest colleagues will be a little miffed by these 2 cartoons but I hope you enjoy them as much as I did.

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In my opinion you know when an industry or profession has made it into the public conscience when the MSM (mainstream media) is using you for parody.

BTW – If you are interested in some very funny insights into work-life balance have a look at the 4 comics from May 24 to May 27.

Remember that one of the best stress reliefs (and one of the cheapest) is laughter )))))

“The wit makes fun of other persons; the satirist makes fun of the world; the
humorist makes fun of himself, but in so doing, he identifies himself with
people–that is, people everywhere, not for the purpose of taking them apart,
but simply revealing their true nature.” – James Thurber