This is the message to all people who look like Adam; hang on: I mean men, that life would be better if we view marriage as Marketing. What is marketing? It is anticipating, identifying and satisfying consumer needs profitably. Marriages sometimes become hard because men don’t know marketing.
Just look what marketing says: Marketing research; you have to search women not waiting for them to search for you. Trust me initiatives makes you a leader.
Market segment: You have to segment them and see who fits your personality; all women are not the same. If you don’t do this you will face crisis of crushing with many. Just ask Olly Murs, Tiger Woods, Bill Clinton or our skipper Terry.
Market targeting: you have to target only one; you can’t marry or have every pretty lady you see around, if you force you are heading for trouble; an ancient wisdom which still works today.
Product positioning; you have to create an image which you want to view her; a friend, a mother of your kids or a darling. And maintain that consistent image even when that pretty neighbour crosses in front of your house
Branding; you have to brand her; how people and yourself should view her; for example it can be a very valuable person, or cheap woman. Trust me it is in your mind.
Marketing Management: You have to learn how to manage her and her affairs.
Like I said about marketing research above (read again if you 4got) do you want to be a husband for a day or a week only? Of course not, you want to reign forever. So what’s marketing again?
Wednesday, 3 February 2010
Tuesday, 2 February 2010
USUAL CALLING WITH UNUSUAL DINNER
The melancholy responsibilities of Pastors have conferred a special dignity in their jobs at least as far as their calling is concerned. Once in a while, however the calling has been known to let them face things in life which are unusual and inexperienced.
In 2004 two pastors had a call to preach in village of Singida-Mbulu region in northern Tanzania called Datooga, where small pastoral remote tribe called Barbaig recides. Being Animism by religion, the Barbaig who speaks Nilotic language called Iraqw take snakes as a stew for their meals. Datooga resides in Singida-Mbulu region in Northern Tanzania. After preaching the whole day the pastors went to sleep to their host pastor, then the challenge came on how to feed them. The quick and easy meal to satisfy them was not enough and to kill a goat was more risk to a host pastor, but the solution came straight in his mind; to find a snake for his visitors. The eldest boy was sent around mid-night with a fifteen minutes time to be back with a snake, and he did within ten only. It was a rat snake the wife prepared and finally the dinner was served in a mat. Everybody was cheerful for the wonderful great tasting meal, but only one of the visiting Pastors knew what it was. To the other Pastor the secret of the “great tasting” meal unfolded the next morning. He told his fellow pastor how the meal was fantastic but “why did they give them only chicken necks , and there was no drumstick or wings at all” he asked; the answer he heard made is hair to straight in his head. “That was a snake, not chicken” the fellow pastor answered. The other pastor stood still with eyes wide opened, after he thanked the fellow pastor anyway for telling him the following day, if he said it the time of the meal or the very night “ I would end up vomiting the whole shit” replied the unaware pastor .
In 2004 two pastors had a call to preach in village of Singida-Mbulu region in northern Tanzania called Datooga, where small pastoral remote tribe called Barbaig recides. Being Animism by religion, the Barbaig who speaks Nilotic language called Iraqw take snakes as a stew for their meals. Datooga resides in Singida-Mbulu region in Northern Tanzania. After preaching the whole day the pastors went to sleep to their host pastor, then the challenge came on how to feed them. The quick and easy meal to satisfy them was not enough and to kill a goat was more risk to a host pastor, but the solution came straight in his mind; to find a snake for his visitors. The eldest boy was sent around mid-night with a fifteen minutes time to be back with a snake, and he did within ten only. It was a rat snake the wife prepared and finally the dinner was served in a mat. Everybody was cheerful for the wonderful great tasting meal, but only one of the visiting Pastors knew what it was. To the other Pastor the secret of the “great tasting” meal unfolded the next morning. He told his fellow pastor how the meal was fantastic but “why did they give them only chicken necks , and there was no drumstick or wings at all” he asked; the answer he heard made is hair to straight in his head. “That was a snake, not chicken” the fellow pastor answered. The other pastor stood still with eyes wide opened, after he thanked the fellow pastor anyway for telling him the following day, if he said it the time of the meal or the very night “ I would end up vomiting the whole shit” replied the unaware pastor .
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