The moment has arrived and it’s time to have some fun with March’s Sprezz Of The Month. For new readers, each month we honor someone who has exemplified the values of Sprezzatura. We also acknowledge the Spazz of the month, who has done quite the opposite. Last month, Hugh Jackman took the honor while Chris Brown basked in his own notoriety.
I’d like to give this month's props to Nick, the manager of Energy Kitchen in Hoboken, New Jersey. Nick displayed the type of class that you just don’t come across too often. Revisit The Ostrich Burger for details. His actions showed a true passion for excelling at what he does, and his welcoming demeanor left a great impression with my friends.
Honorable mention has to go to Tiger Woods, who matched his largest comeback ever this month. Returning from a nine month absence, he entered the last round of his most recent tournament trailing 5 holes behind the leader.
For anyone who doesn’t follow the sport, that’s A LOT of catching up to do in a short period of time. However, Tiger is so dominant at his profession that his mere presence alone has been known to intimidate his opponents. True to his reputation, he pulled off a legendary performance in a calm, confident and clutch manner. That’s Sprezzatura.
As for the Spazz of the month, it’s the one and only “Octomom”, who recently gave birth to eight children. Sure, everyone is entitled to have children, but it seems like she may have bitten off more than she can chew.
Consider the following points, presented by Pilar D’Agnese, my editor in chief.
1. She is a single mom
2. She already had 6 kids
3. She couldn't support the first 6 (she resorts to government food stamps)
4. She has a history of mental disability
5. She has a history of depression
6. She reasoned that having 8 more kids would “make her feel better”
7. She created a website where people can make donations
8. She spent $1500 on clothes for herself
9. Even her mother wants the children to be seized by the government.
This woman doesn’t even appear to be in control of her own life. How can she possibly be relied on to raise all of these children?
Not cool, Octomom.
With that said, look forward to a fun article (Just another day in the life) coming your way tomorrow, followed by the return of Dr. Bob on Friday!
(Remember, today is Philanthropy Day)
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Monday, March 30, 2009
The Dedication
Recession, recession, recession... It keeps getting thrown in our faces; so today I’m going to hit you with a little inspiration.
Our economy has taken a real beating and the record industry has been no exception. Specifically with hip-hop (my favorite genre), the sales numbers racked up by artists today are embarrassingly low in comparison to recent decades.
What’s the typical response?
To make excuses. Fingers are pointed at illegal downloading, or people claim that the music just isn’t as good anymore. But the blame game… that’s not very Sprezzatura.
Recently, an artist named Lil' Wayne released his latest album. He wasn't complaining because it sold over a million units by the end of the first week!
Let that sink in for a second.
Over a MILLION copies sold in less than 7 days. How did he do it?
The man simply works harder on his craft than everybody else. He's extremely focused and produces music at an unstoppable pace. It seems like he literally has new material out on a daily basis.
Now some of his music is great and other tracks are more questionable but he keeps going and going. The results speak for themselves. Imagine how much easier putting together a CLASSIC album of 17 tracks became thanks to his endless supply of songs.
So while everyone else is sitting back and whining, Lil' Wayne clearly, as my coworker James likes to brag, "Doesn't participate in recessions".
... Why should YOU? Go crazy today and sell ‘a millie’ (one of his hit songs) of whatever it is that you do. That's Sprezzatura.
And you know I gotta show some love to the one who made me - Happy Bday Mom! (Yea that's right, reader Rob Kluge from NBC's latest hit reality show ain't the ONLY 'Momma's Boy' with some Sprezz.)
Our economy has taken a real beating and the record industry has been no exception. Specifically with hip-hop (my favorite genre), the sales numbers racked up by artists today are embarrassingly low in comparison to recent decades.
What’s the typical response?
To make excuses. Fingers are pointed at illegal downloading, or people claim that the music just isn’t as good anymore. But the blame game… that’s not very Sprezzatura.
Recently, an artist named Lil' Wayne released his latest album. He wasn't complaining because it sold over a million units by the end of the first week!
Let that sink in for a second.
Over a MILLION copies sold in less than 7 days. How did he do it?
The man simply works harder on his craft than everybody else. He's extremely focused and produces music at an unstoppable pace. It seems like he literally has new material out on a daily basis.
Now some of his music is great and other tracks are more questionable but he keeps going and going. The results speak for themselves. Imagine how much easier putting together a CLASSIC album of 17 tracks became thanks to his endless supply of songs.
So while everyone else is sitting back and whining, Lil' Wayne clearly, as my coworker James likes to brag, "Doesn't participate in recessions".
... Why should YOU? Go crazy today and sell ‘a millie’ (one of his hit songs) of whatever it is that you do. That's Sprezzatura.
And you know I gotta show some love to the one who made me - Happy Bday Mom! (Yea that's right, reader Rob Kluge from NBC's latest hit reality show ain't the ONLY 'Momma's Boy' with some Sprezz.)
The Power of The Pizza Test: The Final Slice
First, there was the Original Theory.
Then, Dr. Bob dug deeper with The Pizza Test: Part II
Now, after a barrage of e-mails from females, we present their rebuttal.
Some e-mails were passive, even agreeing with many of Dr. Bob's points. Others were heated and much fiestier. There was one in particular, however, that even speaking as a man I believe hit the nail right on the head. Here are reader Marianne K's thoughts on the Pizza Test.
The Power of the Pizza Test: A Woman’s Point of View
By Marianne K.
It has been suggested that after a fun activity on date one and a fancy dinner on date two, a man ought to suggest grabbing “a quick slice” of pizza on date three in order to determine whether his prospective love interest is “low maintenance.” Perhaps, too, a guy wants to know that she is really interested in him and not just looking for a free glass of Merlot and a nice piece of meat (I am referring to a steak dinner).
As to the latter, consider that I can buy my own dinner. What’s more, I would much prefer to do so than suffer through the fanciest meal with someone who bores me to tears. If I have fantasies about slitting my wrists with the knife at the top-notch steakhouse to end the misery on date two, there isn’t going to be any date three no matter what the proposed venue.
So, if date three is a go, remember, it’s the thought that counts (they come up with these expressions for a reason) . Suggest pizza, by all means, but take the time to find that really great pizza place-- Pepe’s in New Haven, The Colony in Stamford, Totonno’s in Brooklyn. Or, say “Hey, I read an on-line survey of the ten best pizza places in the area. The one around the corner is number three; let’s check it out!” You are wooing. Not with money, but with time, effort and interest.
Sorry, guys. Successful relationships are high “maintenance.” If she's the right person, this should be fun. Enjoy.
Touche... And if anyone has dating questions for Dr. Bob, please e-mail them to sprezzcentral@gmail.com
Then, Dr. Bob dug deeper with The Pizza Test: Part II
Now, after a barrage of e-mails from females, we present their rebuttal.
Some e-mails were passive, even agreeing with many of Dr. Bob's points. Others were heated and much fiestier. There was one in particular, however, that even speaking as a man I believe hit the nail right on the head. Here are reader Marianne K's thoughts on the Pizza Test.
The Power of the Pizza Test: A Woman’s Point of View
By Marianne K.
It has been suggested that after a fun activity on date one and a fancy dinner on date two, a man ought to suggest grabbing “a quick slice” of pizza on date three in order to determine whether his prospective love interest is “low maintenance.” Perhaps, too, a guy wants to know that she is really interested in him and not just looking for a free glass of Merlot and a nice piece of meat (I am referring to a steak dinner).
As to the latter, consider that I can buy my own dinner. What’s more, I would much prefer to do so than suffer through the fanciest meal with someone who bores me to tears. If I have fantasies about slitting my wrists with the knife at the top-notch steakhouse to end the misery on date two, there isn’t going to be any date three no matter what the proposed venue.
So, if date three is a go, remember, it’s the thought that counts (they come up with these expressions for a reason) . Suggest pizza, by all means, but take the time to find that really great pizza place-- Pepe’s in New Haven, The Colony in Stamford, Totonno’s in Brooklyn. Or, say “Hey, I read an on-line survey of the ten best pizza places in the area. The one around the corner is number three; let’s check it out!” You are wooing. Not with money, but with time, effort and interest.
Sorry, guys. Successful relationships are high “maintenance.” If she's the right person, this should be fun. Enjoy.
Touche... And if anyone has dating questions for Dr. Bob, please e-mail them to sprezzcentral@gmail.com
Friday, March 27, 2009
The Power of The Pizza Test: Part II (Featuring Dr. Bob)
Warning: Before you take in the following information, please keep in mind that the material is mildly explicit. If you intend on reading further, it's highly suggested that you proceed with a non-judgmental mindset as well as a sense of humor.
With that said, today we're going to introduce Dr. Bob to Sprezz Central. As far as dating is concerned, he's "been there and done that". He's graduated from the dating scene but is more than happy to share his pearls of wisdom.
After much debate about the true nature of the pizza test, it is time for Dr. Bob to weigh in.
Dr.Bob: While I agree that a woman's reaction after learning that she will be having pizza when she fully expected filet mignon can hint at the type of woman that you are dealing with, her behavior at the pizza parlor is a much better indicator.
Pizza should be enjoyable at any time, regardless of what your expectations were. So let’s assume that your woman is open to the more laid back date and you head to your favorite spot for a few slices. There are many factors to consider in assessing your date’s true identity. To begin with, we have to acknowledge that there are plenty of variables, such as salads, wraps, subs, etc. Then there's "exotic" pizza with buffalo chicken, cheese steak... even baked ziti.
For this discussion, let's keep it simple and stick to traditional pizzas with the usual suspects as toppings. Most places offer plain, Sicilian and some sort of white slice. Don't try and make the argument that Hawaiian pizza is normal, thinking that everyone likes pineapple and ham on their slice. If you really want an assessment on exotic pizzas, I'd have to write a separate piece because that appeals to a totally different pallet.
Now…
You can typically begin to judge your date based on her excitement level as you enter the pizza place. Is she like me, a kid in a candy store? Does she look at the pizza and the toppings with genuine enthusiasm? Does she look to order multiple slices because she likes it all or does she just opt for one plain slice? Be aware that some women can deceive you by seeming excited about all the options and then they end up taking the notorious route of the single plain slice.
We, as men, must read through these signals.
I cannot stress enough that a big red flag is the woman who orders just the single plain slice! In my vast experience, I can assure you that this woman is extremely self-conscious and is probably the type that not only dabs the oil off the top but will also avoid eating the crust. This behavior is simply NOT acceptable!!
As a matter of fact, you should immediately decide to go Dutch. She's not worthy of the $1.50 that you are about to spend. Rest assured that your conversation will entail her "feelings" about eating the slice and how she'll have to get to the gym tomorrow.
Remember, according to the original theory, this is the third date. In this day and age, by date 3, some heavy petting should be taking place....except in the situation where your date orders a single slice. She'll probably be disgusted with herself and might not be feeling so sexy afterwards... AKA no sexy time romance for you my friend!!!
With this path, the relationship is doomed for "friendship" as you try and convince her that she looks great and can eat 4 slices, guilt free! You can try all you want but it will only lead to some story about her ex as she pretends not to be bitter about "that skinny bitch" that he's currently dating. Meanwhile, the whole time you're secretly praying that the date ends quickly... Even welcoming the thought of choking to death on your own (non-plain) slice just to escape her self-deprecating banter!!!!
Incidentally, the single plain slice species will often cut their slice with a fork and knife. There is not a chance in hell that she'll fold her slice as she tries to be civilized, a la George Castanza and the snickers bar. Again, she is too self-conscious to let her hair down a bit and get a little sloppy! That is part of the fun of eating pizza. Lighten up!!!
As an exception, if the date is cool enough to order a Sicilian slice, the fork and knife can then be tolerated. After all, the Sicilian slice is not as flimsy and the girth of the slice will make cutting a bit more acceptable. I personally enjoy when the Sicilian slice is cut into smaller pieces and then consumed with the hands!
One must appreciate a date who can be creative in her choice of toppings with the exception of anchovies. Anyone who orders anchovies on a pizza is a disgusting individual and can never be trusted. Look for a woman who is not afraid to mix sausage and olives or go for the white slice with broccoli. They tend to be a bit more adventurous!!
A big bonus goes to the woman with wanton disregard for the after effects of garlic or the onion. You can assure yourself of a "slice" later on, as this date's so cool that she won't freak out about her breath. Her decision shows that she is very comfortable with herself and with you. Besides, she knows the deal. She'll most likely make a flirtatious joke about what might happen later on in the date (ie, "No one is going to want to kiss me later") CHA CHING!!! This will probably lead to you heading out for a few drinks after the pizza and get sloppy drunk too. Such a date will bring lots of laughs and memorable moments.
Another huge bonus goes to the date who is open to sharing a whole pie. This is a bonding experience in itself, as you will truly be breaking bread together. Just keep in mind that you both have to agree on the type of pizza you want. There are many options and being able to navigate through the maze of toppings is a clear indicator of how agreeable you are.
Will you choose sausage, pepperoni, peppers, onions, mushrooms, or olives? How about throwing it all on? Do you get half of one type and half of another? Some of the options will be easy and others will be more difficult, but if you can come together and make the pie work, you are headed in the right direction and again, your chances of a late night "slice" are drastically increased!
In summary, remember to choose your "slice" wisely or else you will be headed straight to the friends zone, and a boring friendship at that. Regardless of what happens, keep in mind that pizza is very much like sex… even when it’s not that good, its still not that bad!! Enjoy.
... Catch more Sprezz Central on Monday.
With that said, today we're going to introduce Dr. Bob to Sprezz Central. As far as dating is concerned, he's "been there and done that". He's graduated from the dating scene but is more than happy to share his pearls of wisdom.
After much debate about the true nature of the pizza test, it is time for Dr. Bob to weigh in.
Dr.Bob: While I agree that a woman's reaction after learning that she will be having pizza when she fully expected filet mignon can hint at the type of woman that you are dealing with, her behavior at the pizza parlor is a much better indicator.
Pizza should be enjoyable at any time, regardless of what your expectations were. So let’s assume that your woman is open to the more laid back date and you head to your favorite spot for a few slices. There are many factors to consider in assessing your date’s true identity. To begin with, we have to acknowledge that there are plenty of variables, such as salads, wraps, subs, etc. Then there's "exotic" pizza with buffalo chicken, cheese steak... even baked ziti.
For this discussion, let's keep it simple and stick to traditional pizzas with the usual suspects as toppings. Most places offer plain, Sicilian and some sort of white slice. Don't try and make the argument that Hawaiian pizza is normal, thinking that everyone likes pineapple and ham on their slice. If you really want an assessment on exotic pizzas, I'd have to write a separate piece because that appeals to a totally different pallet.
Now…
You can typically begin to judge your date based on her excitement level as you enter the pizza place. Is she like me, a kid in a candy store? Does she look at the pizza and the toppings with genuine enthusiasm? Does she look to order multiple slices because she likes it all or does she just opt for one plain slice? Be aware that some women can deceive you by seeming excited about all the options and then they end up taking the notorious route of the single plain slice.
We, as men, must read through these signals.
I cannot stress enough that a big red flag is the woman who orders just the single plain slice! In my vast experience, I can assure you that this woman is extremely self-conscious and is probably the type that not only dabs the oil off the top but will also avoid eating the crust. This behavior is simply NOT acceptable!!
As a matter of fact, you should immediately decide to go Dutch. She's not worthy of the $1.50 that you are about to spend. Rest assured that your conversation will entail her "feelings" about eating the slice and how she'll have to get to the gym tomorrow.
Remember, according to the original theory, this is the third date. In this day and age, by date 3, some heavy petting should be taking place....except in the situation where your date orders a single slice. She'll probably be disgusted with herself and might not be feeling so sexy afterwards... AKA no sexy time romance for you my friend!!!
With this path, the relationship is doomed for "friendship" as you try and convince her that she looks great and can eat 4 slices, guilt free! You can try all you want but it will only lead to some story about her ex as she pretends not to be bitter about "that skinny bitch" that he's currently dating. Meanwhile, the whole time you're secretly praying that the date ends quickly... Even welcoming the thought of choking to death on your own (non-plain) slice just to escape her self-deprecating banter!!!!
Incidentally, the single plain slice species will often cut their slice with a fork and knife. There is not a chance in hell that she'll fold her slice as she tries to be civilized, a la George Castanza and the snickers bar. Again, she is too self-conscious to let her hair down a bit and get a little sloppy! That is part of the fun of eating pizza. Lighten up!!!
As an exception, if the date is cool enough to order a Sicilian slice, the fork and knife can then be tolerated. After all, the Sicilian slice is not as flimsy and the girth of the slice will make cutting a bit more acceptable. I personally enjoy when the Sicilian slice is cut into smaller pieces and then consumed with the hands!
One must appreciate a date who can be creative in her choice of toppings with the exception of anchovies. Anyone who orders anchovies on a pizza is a disgusting individual and can never be trusted. Look for a woman who is not afraid to mix sausage and olives or go for the white slice with broccoli. They tend to be a bit more adventurous!!
A big bonus goes to the woman with wanton disregard for the after effects of garlic or the onion. You can assure yourself of a "slice" later on, as this date's so cool that she won't freak out about her breath. Her decision shows that she is very comfortable with herself and with you. Besides, she knows the deal. She'll most likely make a flirtatious joke about what might happen later on in the date (ie, "No one is going to want to kiss me later") CHA CHING!!! This will probably lead to you heading out for a few drinks after the pizza and get sloppy drunk too. Such a date will bring lots of laughs and memorable moments.
Another huge bonus goes to the date who is open to sharing a whole pie. This is a bonding experience in itself, as you will truly be breaking bread together. Just keep in mind that you both have to agree on the type of pizza you want. There are many options and being able to navigate through the maze of toppings is a clear indicator of how agreeable you are.
Will you choose sausage, pepperoni, peppers, onions, mushrooms, or olives? How about throwing it all on? Do you get half of one type and half of another? Some of the options will be easy and others will be more difficult, but if you can come together and make the pie work, you are headed in the right direction and again, your chances of a late night "slice" are drastically increased!
In summary, remember to choose your "slice" wisely or else you will be headed straight to the friends zone, and a boring friendship at that. Regardless of what happens, keep in mind that pizza is very much like sex… even when it’s not that good, its still not that bad!! Enjoy.
... Catch more Sprezz Central on Monday.
Thursday, March 26, 2009
The Anticipation...
On March 12, Sprezzatura Central introduced the world to "The Power of The Pizza Test".
It set the bar for low maintenance women while receiving rave reviews. If you haven't read it yet then be sure to catch up immediately.
Click Here:
The Power of The Pizza Test
... Because tomorrow, by popular demand, you'll be rewarded with the sequel. That's right, EVERY move will be broken down for your enjoyment.
Mark your outlook calendars for an event you can't afford to miss.
It set the bar for low maintenance women while receiving rave reviews. If you haven't read it yet then be sure to catch up immediately.
Click Here:
The Power of The Pizza Test
... Because tomorrow, by popular demand, you'll be rewarded with the sequel. That's right, EVERY move will be broken down for your enjoyment.
Mark your outlook calendars for an event you can't afford to miss.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
The Art of Eating Shrimp
I met a few friends for lunch the other day. It's always nice to get out of the office and recharge a bit. We were laughing and enjoying our meals, when suddenly my buddy pointed over to the table across from us.
It was quite a sight.
A couple was sitting together eating; the woman was discussing her day but she might as well have been sitting alone. You could barely make out her companion Hal (I overheard the name) because his nose was glued to his plate as he stuffed his face.
Poor Hal was plowing through his food like he'd been sentenced to the chair*. I almost wanted to walk over and tell him to pump the brakes. He may not have realized or cared but his actions were making a statement.
If you’ve ever seen the movie Ocean's Eleven, there’s a scene where Brad Pitt's character is kicking back in a casino, enjoying a plate of shrimp. He’s eating in a calm and confident manner. It’s like he’s eating for pleasure rather than out of hunger. You can tell he doesn't "need the shrimp".
That laid back demeanor contributes to a much more powerful presence than Hal’s scarfing down his meal a mile a minute. Add that to the fact that Hal licked his plate clean a good 15 minutes prior to his date. I can't imagine that him staring at the lady (and her leftovers) afterwards was comfortable for either party.
Why not slow down and savor the moment?
Anyone with Sprezzatura should take a page from Ocean's Eleven and "The Art of Eating Shrimp".
(* Denotes credit to Mr. Andrews for the line.)
It was quite a sight.
A couple was sitting together eating; the woman was discussing her day but she might as well have been sitting alone. You could barely make out her companion Hal (I overheard the name) because his nose was glued to his plate as he stuffed his face.
Poor Hal was plowing through his food like he'd been sentenced to the chair*. I almost wanted to walk over and tell him to pump the brakes. He may not have realized or cared but his actions were making a statement.
If you’ve ever seen the movie Ocean's Eleven, there’s a scene where Brad Pitt's character is kicking back in a casino, enjoying a plate of shrimp. He’s eating in a calm and confident manner. It’s like he’s eating for pleasure rather than out of hunger. You can tell he doesn't "need the shrimp".
That laid back demeanor contributes to a much more powerful presence than Hal’s scarfing down his meal a mile a minute. Add that to the fact that Hal licked his plate clean a good 15 minutes prior to his date. I can't imagine that him staring at the lady (and her leftovers) afterwards was comfortable for either party.
Why not slow down and savor the moment?
Anyone with Sprezzatura should take a page from Ocean's Eleven and "The Art of Eating Shrimp".
(* Denotes credit to Mr. Andrews for the line.)
Friday, March 20, 2009
Wow, NOT What I Expected!
Expectations can really mess with you. How many times have you approached a situation anticipating the world, only to end up disappointed? It's a terrible feeling.
Fortunately, the opposite can also take place. Ever go out with a certain group of people and in the back of your mind you're thinking "Just get through this... Just get through this...", and then there turns out to be surprisingly great chemistry? Isn't that the best?
Clearly, expectations are powerful. Why not use them to your advantage?
I remember back in college when I was way too cool for a blog (Ok, I ran a full-fledged website, who am I kidding?). My friends and I liked to set up a late night party for after the bars. We'd round up some troops and keep the fun lasting as long as possible.
During the winter it got COLD out. Real cold. And some of the girls, believe it or not, dressed a tad more on the revealing side. So you can imagine that walking around in 10 degree weather could be a little unpleasant.
Now my buddy's place was only a few blocks away but we didn't take any chances. We knew the freezing temperature could kill off the fun energy if we let it. Right from the start we made it perfectly clear that this party would be fun and well worth it, but the walk was quite a distance. We told them it would take about 15 minutes.
Sure, the misinformed were disgruntled at first. But you should've seen the smiles on their faces when we pulled up to his house in only 7 minutes...
Ear to ear, baby!
On that note, go have some fun with this over the weekend.
Fortunately, the opposite can also take place. Ever go out with a certain group of people and in the back of your mind you're thinking "Just get through this... Just get through this...", and then there turns out to be surprisingly great chemistry? Isn't that the best?
Clearly, expectations are powerful. Why not use them to your advantage?
I remember back in college when I was way too cool for a blog (Ok, I ran a full-fledged website, who am I kidding?). My friends and I liked to set up a late night party for after the bars. We'd round up some troops and keep the fun lasting as long as possible.
During the winter it got COLD out. Real cold. And some of the girls, believe it or not, dressed a tad more on the revealing side. So you can imagine that walking around in 10 degree weather could be a little unpleasant.
Now my buddy's place was only a few blocks away but we didn't take any chances. We knew the freezing temperature could kill off the fun energy if we let it. Right from the start we made it perfectly clear that this party would be fun and well worth it, but the walk was quite a distance. We told them it would take about 15 minutes.
Sure, the misinformed were disgruntled at first. But you should've seen the smiles on their faces when we pulled up to his house in only 7 minutes...
Ear to ear, baby!
On that note, go have some fun with this over the weekend.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Addicted To You
It was 6PM on a Sunday. The clouds were taking over and dusk was settling in.
The blood was flowing.
My high was in full effect.
I was feeling outright invincible...
After returning home from my run, I threw my clothes in the wash and walked around with a cocky swagger, like 'yea that's right, I'm the man.'
Then I realized that I had left my ipod in my sweatshirt pocket... FML
(Confused? Click the link)
That 60 minutes session of soap and bubbles officially marked the end of my partner in crime's career.
Some people become addicted to drugs, sweets and/or alcohol. I'm hooked on music. I've been known to rock my ipod during commutes, at work, the gym, I even fall asleep to it.
You can imagine how "off" I felt the next day as I took on the world without my faithful companion. I'm not going to lie, it was rough in the beginning. Finally, I stopped feeling sorry for myself and sweet talked an ostrich burger.
(Confused? Click the link)
I changed my perspective and it was relieving as I realized that anyone with Sprezzatura should never become TOO reliant on anything.
Think of the most independent people you know; I bet they're also the most confident.
The blood was flowing.
My high was in full effect.
I was feeling outright invincible...
After returning home from my run, I threw my clothes in the wash and walked around with a cocky swagger, like 'yea that's right, I'm the man.'
Then I realized that I had left my ipod in my sweatshirt pocket... FML
(Confused? Click the link)
That 60 minutes session of soap and bubbles officially marked the end of my partner in crime's career.
Some people become addicted to drugs, sweets and/or alcohol. I'm hooked on music. I've been known to rock my ipod during commutes, at work, the gym, I even fall asleep to it.
You can imagine how "off" I felt the next day as I took on the world without my faithful companion. I'm not going to lie, it was rough in the beginning. Finally, I stopped feeling sorry for myself and sweet talked an ostrich burger.
(Confused? Click the link)
I changed my perspective and it was relieving as I realized that anyone with Sprezzatura should never become TOO reliant on anything.
Think of the most independent people you know; I bet they're also the most confident.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Wednesdays Are Philanthropy Day.
If you take a look at the big time players with Sprezzatura, you’ll notice a common theme.
They give back to others.
Steve Bono, Brad and Angelina, Lance Armstrong, Natalie Portman... All passionately philanthropic; and that's just scratching the surface.
You may not have their resources, but starting today, try (no seriously, give it a shot) to make every Wednesday your Philanthropy Day.
Instead of looking at it as “hump day” and feeling worn out with the weekend still far away, you’ll have more fun treating it like a game. Dedicate your 24 hours to keeping your eyes open for an opportunity to help someone else.
The key is being creative. Think a little; what can you do that another person will really appreciate?
I bet you’ll find that getting outside of yourself for a just a day can be pretty damn therapeutic...
They give back to others.
Steve Bono, Brad and Angelina, Lance Armstrong, Natalie Portman... All passionately philanthropic; and that's just scratching the surface.
You may not have their resources, but starting today, try (no seriously, give it a shot) to make every Wednesday your Philanthropy Day.
Instead of looking at it as “hump day” and feeling worn out with the weekend still far away, you’ll have more fun treating it like a game. Dedicate your 24 hours to keeping your eyes open for an opportunity to help someone else.
The key is being creative. Think a little; what can you do that another person will really appreciate?
I bet you’ll find that getting outside of yourself for a just a day can be pretty damn therapeutic...
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Monday, March 16, 2009
Sprezz Cred (Giving Credit Where It's Due)
Crazy Muffin Lady
Coffee pic
http://api.ning.com
Muffin pic
http://asynja.vox.com
She's Got It In The Bag.
Dr. Evil pic
http://www.garnersclassics.com/pics/austin2/evil2.jpg
Thanks for being so clutch DH
superman pic
http://blueworkhorse.com/wp-content/gallery/miscellaneous/superman.jpg
Coffee pic
http://api.ning.com
Muffin pic
http://asynja.vox.com
She's Got It In The Bag.
Dr. Evil pic
http://www.garnersclassics.com/pics/austin2/evil2.jpg
Thanks for being so clutch DH
superman pic
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Sunday, March 15, 2009
You'll Never Know Unless You...
It’s Monday morning and for most people, the last thing that they're in the mood for is a bubbly, sunshine and rainbows type of post. Don’t worry, you won’t find that here today. As much as you’re missing the weekend, I want you to be excited. Sprezz Central has a great lineup for you this week.
Now I mentioned that today’s post would have a little flare and it's for good reason, in my opinion. Last Friday the world was introduced to yet another version of Facebook. I can’t speak for anyone else but I don’t remember asking for a new edition and certainly don’t appreciate it being forced on me.
It reminds me of a café where I often go to grab a quick cup of coffee. The place is right across the street from my office which makes it convenient. But for whatever reason, the cashier (who sees me at least 3 days a week) just CAN’T grasp the concept that I don't want a bag (there's absolutely no benefit).
Every day its “Thanks Martha, but the bag’s not necessary.”
Every day.
She never bothers to ASK beforehand. Similarly, in a recent Adam Carolla podcast (#1 on iTunes and absolutely hysterical – check it out), he was discussing a situation that you tend to encounter at more up-scale restaurants.
We've all been there.
You’ll sit down, ready to enjoy yourself and then the waiter approaches. However, rather than giving you the option of whether or not you'd like to hear the daily specials, sometimes they'll just simply take charge.
Now you’re forced to spend the next 5 minutes listening to all of these crazy culinary concoctions. Sure, to be polite you'll throw in a quick nod here and there, maybe even the occasional “Ohh that does sound interesting”, but meanwhile you decided 20 minutes before you arrived that you were ordering ribs! As someone with Sprezzatura, keep this in mind with your interactions today. Before imposing your will in any way, first get a sense from the other person if it's welcome.
Then and only then can you react accordingly...
In other news, I received countless emails from buddies of mine, all claiming that they’re women suddenly had the urge to lay low and order in pizza this weekend.
Word must travel fast. Looks like we're going to need a new test.
(Confused? Click the link)
Now I mentioned that today’s post would have a little flare and it's for good reason, in my opinion. Last Friday the world was introduced to yet another version of Facebook. I can’t speak for anyone else but I don’t remember asking for a new edition and certainly don’t appreciate it being forced on me.
It reminds me of a café where I often go to grab a quick cup of coffee. The place is right across the street from my office which makes it convenient. But for whatever reason, the cashier (who sees me at least 3 days a week) just CAN’T grasp the concept that I don't want a bag (there's absolutely no benefit).
Every day its “Thanks Martha, but the bag’s not necessary.”
Every day.
She never bothers to ASK beforehand. Similarly, in a recent Adam Carolla podcast (#1 on iTunes and absolutely hysterical – check it out), he was discussing a situation that you tend to encounter at more up-scale restaurants.
We've all been there.
You’ll sit down, ready to enjoy yourself and then the waiter approaches. However, rather than giving you the option of whether or not you'd like to hear the daily specials, sometimes they'll just simply take charge.
Now you’re forced to spend the next 5 minutes listening to all of these crazy culinary concoctions. Sure, to be polite you'll throw in a quick nod here and there, maybe even the occasional “Ohh that does sound interesting”, but meanwhile you decided 20 minutes before you arrived that you were ordering ribs! As someone with Sprezzatura, keep this in mind with your interactions today. Before imposing your will in any way, first get a sense from the other person if it's welcome.
Then and only then can you react accordingly...
In other news, I received countless emails from buddies of mine, all claiming that they’re women suddenly had the urge to lay low and order in pizza this weekend.
Word must travel fast. Looks like we're going to need a new test.
(Confused? Click the link)
Thursday, March 12, 2009
The Power Of The Pizza Test
I’ll never forget the day the pizza test was brought to my attention. When I was new to the city, an associate explained his philosophy on the dating scene.
To begin with, we were both in agreement that finding a low maintenance woman was the goal. Looks and personality are extremely important, but there’s something extra attractive about the rare breed that’s easy going.
Unfortunately, women have caught on to this and have mastered the art of first impressions. They know how to play the game and they play it well.
That’s where the pizza test comes into play.
Here’s how he explained it:
When you meet someone and go on a first date it’s advisable that you pick a fun place and focus on an event. Think a day at the beach, a walk in the park… something along those lines.
The second date can be a nice restaurant. The third date, however, is where the pizza test comes into play. Pick a night in advance to get together and then when you meet, casually suggest “you know what, how about we just grab a quick slice?”
According to my associate, her reaction will tell you everything you need to know…
On that note, have a great weekend! Catch more Sprezz Central on Monday.
To begin with, we were both in agreement that finding a low maintenance woman was the goal. Looks and personality are extremely important, but there’s something extra attractive about the rare breed that’s easy going.
Unfortunately, women have caught on to this and have mastered the art of first impressions. They know how to play the game and they play it well.
That’s where the pizza test comes into play.
Here’s how he explained it:
When you meet someone and go on a first date it’s advisable that you pick a fun place and focus on an event. Think a day at the beach, a walk in the park… something along those lines.
The second date can be a nice restaurant. The third date, however, is where the pizza test comes into play. Pick a night in advance to get together and then when you meet, casually suggest “you know what, how about we just grab a quick slice?”
According to my associate, her reaction will tell you everything you need to know…
On that note, have a great weekend! Catch more Sprezz Central on Monday.
Beware Before Bottling Up The Bag
My coworker Eric (shout out!) was recently invited to a party. Always the contributor, he decided to stop at a liquor store and pick up a few bottles of wine to bring.
About a month ago, Eric and his wife, the stunning Michelle V. made a commitment to "go green" and in an effort to avoid using plastic bags he's been strutting around with this quasi man-purse.
Yes, he's quite a character (one of the funniest people I know actually) and his actions are often atypical of the average person. For whatever reason, on this particular day Eric decided that he wasn't in the mood to physically carry the three bottles of wine he was purchasing over to the counter. Instead, he chose to use his man-purse as a temporary shopping cart.
The thought never even occurred to him that it might appear like shoplifting. He was in his own world and completely oblivious to others' perspectives. As he was approaching the cashier, the employee misread the situation, berated him and kicked him out of the store!
Eventually, everything was cleared up and Eric even recieved a discount but the lesson here is to occasionally check in with the outside world. We all have our own agendas and you never know how another person is going to interpret your actions.
... Learn from Eric and beware before bottling up the bag.
About a month ago, Eric and his wife, the stunning Michelle V. made a commitment to "go green" and in an effort to avoid using plastic bags he's been strutting around with this quasi man-purse.
Yes, he's quite a character (one of the funniest people I know actually) and his actions are often atypical of the average person. For whatever reason, on this particular day Eric decided that he wasn't in the mood to physically carry the three bottles of wine he was purchasing over to the counter. Instead, he chose to use his man-purse as a temporary shopping cart.
The thought never even occurred to him that it might appear like shoplifting. He was in his own world and completely oblivious to others' perspectives. As he was approaching the cashier, the employee misread the situation, berated him and kicked him out of the store!
Eventually, everything was cleared up and Eric even recieved a discount but the lesson here is to occasionally check in with the outside world. We all have our own agendas and you never know how another person is going to interpret your actions.
... Learn from Eric and beware before bottling up the bag.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Case Of The Prune Hamantashen
Yesterday, March 10th, has been circled on my calender for quite some time. Yes... it's Purim, the Jewish holiday. However, moreso significant than any religious meaning is what accompanies the annual event.
It's on this day that my roommate and I receive a gift from a Rabbi who lives in our building. The tradition was brought to our attention last year and we have been raving about it ever since. I'm talking about a hamantashen. For those of you who are unfamiliar with the term, a hamantashen is basically a triangular-shaped cookie filled with jelly.
Last year, we received a GIGANTIC, homemade, apricot flavored hamantashen. The crust was toasted to perfection and accompanied with more than enough jelly (which melted in your mouth) for every bite. It was so good that we legitimately discussed the idea of starting our own hamantashen shop (Hummies) and taking the dessert to the next level... but that's another story.
Let me reiterate that we had extremely high expectations leading up to this week. You can compare it to a perfect first date. The conversation flows effortlessly, you're laughing and having a great time. Nothing could be better. You have no choice but to put the other person on a pedestal. That was our mindset.
And then it arrived...
We opened the box and sure enough, there was our hamantashen. Only something had changed.
There was no apricot jelly. Instead, we were left with a PRUNE hamantashen. By all means, a massive downgrade from last year.
"A prune hamantashen!? Who does this man think we are, 'Ethyl and Murray'?!", my roommate shouted in utter disgust.
It was a devastating event... And I made up my mind right then and there, that I would NEVER pull "a prune hamantashen" on somebody else.
In any aspect of life, when people are counting on you to produce, you have to deliver the apricot jelly.
It's a cold, unforgiving world and a prune hamantashen just ain't gonna cut it!
(By the way, today is Wednesday so see what you can do to help another person. More on this next week.)
It's on this day that my roommate and I receive a gift from a Rabbi who lives in our building. The tradition was brought to our attention last year and we have been raving about it ever since. I'm talking about a hamantashen. For those of you who are unfamiliar with the term, a hamantashen is basically a triangular-shaped cookie filled with jelly.
Last year, we received a GIGANTIC, homemade, apricot flavored hamantashen. The crust was toasted to perfection and accompanied with more than enough jelly (which melted in your mouth) for every bite. It was so good that we legitimately discussed the idea of starting our own hamantashen shop (Hummies) and taking the dessert to the next level... but that's another story.
Let me reiterate that we had extremely high expectations leading up to this week. You can compare it to a perfect first date. The conversation flows effortlessly, you're laughing and having a great time. Nothing could be better. You have no choice but to put the other person on a pedestal. That was our mindset.
And then it arrived...
We opened the box and sure enough, there was our hamantashen. Only something had changed.
There was no apricot jelly. Instead, we were left with a PRUNE hamantashen. By all means, a massive downgrade from last year.
"A prune hamantashen!? Who does this man think we are, 'Ethyl and Murray'?!", my roommate shouted in utter disgust.
It was a devastating event... And I made up my mind right then and there, that I would NEVER pull "a prune hamantashen" on somebody else.
In any aspect of life, when people are counting on you to produce, you have to deliver the apricot jelly.
It's a cold, unforgiving world and a prune hamantashen just ain't gonna cut it!
(By the way, today is Wednesday so see what you can do to help another person. More on this next week.)
It's All In The Presentation...
(Before)
"We’re leaving for South Beach tomorrow. Make sure you have enough clothes to last the whole weekend and don't forget - our flight is at 9AM. We can't afford to be late."
Let's tweak it up a bit.
(After)
"Pack your bags for a weekend getaway. All that I'm going to tell you is to be prepared for warm weather. Trust me, we're going to have an AMAZING time."
Wow...
"We’re leaving for South Beach tomorrow. Make sure you have enough clothes to last the whole weekend and don't forget - our flight is at 9AM. We can't afford to be late."
Let's tweak it up a bit.
(After)
"Pack your bags for a weekend getaway. All that I'm going to tell you is to be prepared for warm weather. Trust me, we're going to have an AMAZING time."
Wow...
Sunday, March 8, 2009
The Ostrich Burger Story
(A touch lengthier than usual... Requires about 3 minutes of your time.)
Every year, two weekends before St. Patrick's Day, the city of Hoboken, New Jersey hosts a parade that is basically an excuse to throw one massive party. It is by no means unusual for people to begin drinking at 9AM and continue all through the night.
After hearing great things, I had to check it out for myself.
Looking back, I couldn't be happier with my decision. The streets were flowing with a sea of green and everyone had smiles on their faces. It was as if, prior to entering, there was a mandatory contract to be signed - "Today there will be nothing but fun times and great memories. No exceptions." Even the weather was in on it, providing one of the warmest days I can remember. Certainly out of place for early March.
Unfortunately, what goes up must come down and by the end of the day you can imagine how utterly exhausted everyone had become. The task of getting home was appearing more like a mission of survival than anything else. Any vacant cabs were pounced on like winning Powerball tickets and the only other option was to take the subway. Nothing positive can result when you have hundreds of drained souls, crashing from their alcoholic binges, being jammed helplessly into one line awaiting the train. Nothing.
I saw no escape and was beginning to feel like the characters in LOST.
Get me the hell off this island!
Finally, I remembered about a car service number that I had stored in my phone. They informed me that it would take half an hour to arrive.
Well now here I am, my once hearty crew, narrowed down to just Matt and Emily (shout out!), who were both doing their best to stay upbeat. We decided to get away from the crowd and grab a bite at a popular cafe called Energy Kitchen.
After plowing through our wraps in about 3 minutes, we realized that there was still a ton of time to kill and we were still anxious to get home.
That's when I saw it on the menu. Ostrich burger.
I was intrigued... You just don't come across ostrich every day.
Still fairly inebriated, we decided to strike up a conversation with the cashier.
Matt: "So how about that ostrich burger..."
EK Cashier: "Yea?"
Steve: "Hey do you know that in all my days, I can't say that I have ever tried ostrich. How about a little sample? It'll make my day!"
EK Cashier: (Looking at me with a confused face, like NO ONE'S ever asked for an ostrich sample before... Unbelievable, this guy.)" Let me get this straight. You want a sample… of the ostrich burger?"
Steve: "That's right. I just finished my wrap so I'm not hungry enough to finish an entire burger but the experience alone of trying ostrich would mean alot to me."
EK Cashier: (Yelling behind him to the owner/chef, Nick) "Hey Nick! This guy over here, he wants to sample the ostrich!"
Nick: (Questioning loudly enough for everyone in the cafe to hear) "Huh? He wants to SAMPLE the ostrich burger?"
At this point, I was starting to get embarrassed but was too far committed. I held my ground.
Steve: "Yes that is correct. I would like a small bite of the ostrich if you wouldn't mind."
I was prepared to take a hike. Back in Manhattan, I probably would've gotten thrown out just for wasting an employee’s time. You can imagine my surprise when Nick walks up to us personally and asks "How would you like your ostrich? I'll have to cook you up a fresh burger."
A few minutes later, he brought us over a plate of ostrich burger, straight from the grill. He starts explaining the benefits of ostrich over your typical hamburger and Nick didn't ask us for a dime (we left him money). I was blown away by his gracious service... and I savored every bite of that ostrich. It was energizing (as the cafe's name suggests) and I was feeling much better. The next thing we knew, our cab was ready to take us home and we were calling it a night.
Everything fell into place because we chose to take a circumstance where we were worn out and irritable and make the best out of it. We found something different (in this case an ostrich burger) to put a spin on the situation and make it more interesting.
… So the next time you're unhappy with how your day is going just think "Ok, enough complaining. How can I sweet talk an ostrich burger out of this?"
It'll do you wonders.
And if you’re ever in Hoboken, go to Energy Kitchen! Thanks again Nick!
Thursday, March 5, 2009
February's Sprezz Of The Month
First off, I want to acknowledge that Sprezz Central netted almost 80 unique readers yesterday. It's barely been a week and it's important to me that I express how much the support is appreciated.
Today I'm going to change the pace a bit. As a new tradition, I’d like to recognize two individuals on a monthly basis: One who promotes the values of Sprezzatura and represents the definition of cool, and another whose actions have portrayed exactly the opposite effect. The latter’s kind of like the Spazz Of The Month.
I kicked off this blog right at the end of February so I’m going to backtrack and give some credit to last month's winners.
If you watched the Oscars then you had to have witnessed Hugh Jackman’s incredible job as the host. He was poised the entire time and his dazzling performances had the crowd (which consisted of many of our country's most notable celebrities) on their feet. Real smooth.
On the other hand, last month we were exposed to the dark side of Chris Brown. It’s unfortunate because prior to the debacle with Rihanna, the R&B singer oozed Sprezzatura. His reputation was flawless. I don’t know exactly what happened (no one REALLY does) and I don't really care. Everyone makes mistakes but you have to imagine that the entire situation shouldn’t have taken place.
That's February's verdict. Stay tuned for March...
Today I'm going to change the pace a bit. As a new tradition, I’d like to recognize two individuals on a monthly basis: One who promotes the values of Sprezzatura and represents the definition of cool, and another whose actions have portrayed exactly the opposite effect. The latter’s kind of like the Spazz Of The Month.
I kicked off this blog right at the end of February so I’m going to backtrack and give some credit to last month's winners.
If you watched the Oscars then you had to have witnessed Hugh Jackman’s incredible job as the host. He was poised the entire time and his dazzling performances had the crowd (which consisted of many of our country's most notable celebrities) on their feet. Real smooth.
On the other hand, last month we were exposed to the dark side of Chris Brown. It’s unfortunate because prior to the debacle with Rihanna, the R&B singer oozed Sprezzatura. His reputation was flawless. I don’t know exactly what happened (no one REALLY does) and I don't really care. Everyone makes mistakes but you have to imagine that the entire situation shouldn’t have taken place.
That's February's verdict. Stay tuned for March...
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
By all means, lead the way!
Recently, I was out to dinner celebrating my friend Matt’s birthday. He picked out a great new Italian restaurant in the city. It was a clearly a hot spot with a buzz in the air and a lavish environment. Unfortunately, the entire menu was in Italian.
I was lost.
So was everyone else, except for my pal Ari. We’ve been out with Ari in the past and the man's proven he knows his food. Living up to his reputation, he was familiar with the dishes and navigated us through an amazing meal, making one great decision after another. He was cool, calm and collected... Ari took the weight on his shoulders like Ben Roethlisberger leading the Steelers to a last minute Super Bowl victory.
We let him take the bull by the horns because we trusted him and it paid off in the end. The right guide can REALLY boost an experience. Why not take advantage?
…While we’re at it, in what regard can people say they view you as a guide?
I was lost.
So was everyone else, except for my pal Ari. We’ve been out with Ari in the past and the man's proven he knows his food. Living up to his reputation, he was familiar with the dishes and navigated us through an amazing meal, making one great decision after another. He was cool, calm and collected... Ari took the weight on his shoulders like Ben Roethlisberger leading the Steelers to a last minute Super Bowl victory.
We let him take the bull by the horns because we trusted him and it paid off in the end. The right guide can REALLY boost an experience. Why not take advantage?
…While we’re at it, in what regard can people say they view you as a guide?
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
About Sprezzatura Central
Morning routines set the tone in our lives. Each day, Sprezzatura Central offers a light, upbeat post to keep you feelin' good! Check out a few popular entries to get a better idea.
No More V-Neck Shirts!
The Ostrich Burger Story
The Mysterious Grey Button
The Ultimate 1-2 Punch
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No More V-Neck Shirts!
The Ostrich Burger Story
The Mysterious Grey Button
The Ultimate 1-2 Punch
With that said, don't miss out on the Sprezz!
Subscribe and the daily posts will be delivered to your e-mail.
It's free and there is no spam... I promise.
Subscribe Here: Enter desired e-mail and click activate on the confirmation email.
If you enjoy, hopefully you'll spread the word.
Thanks,
Steve Rubin
Pilar D'Agnese (Editor)
Monday, March 2, 2009
Those Damn Pinstripes...
I was watching Catch Me If You Can the other night. There's a great quote where the dad explains a lesson to his son:
Frank Abagnale Sr.: You know why the Yankees always win, Frank?
Frank Abagnale, Jr.: 'Cause they have Mickey Mantle?
Frank Abagnale Sr.: No, it's 'cause the other teams can't stop staring at those damn pinstripes.
In life or any competition, how you carry yourself- the clothes you wear, your body language and your tone all play a significant role in your chances of success.
Your swagger sets the tone from the beginning. That's half the battle.
Obama's got the pinstripes. Jay-Z's got the pinstripes. Brad Pitt's got the pinstripes.Frank Abagnale Sr.: You know why the Yankees always win, Frank?
Frank Abagnale, Jr.: 'Cause they have Mickey Mantle?
Frank Abagnale Sr.: No, it's 'cause the other teams can't stop staring at those damn pinstripes.
In life or any competition, how you carry yourself- the clothes you wear, your body language and your tone all play a significant role in your chances of success.
Your swagger sets the tone from the beginning. That's half the battle.
.... Do you?
No More V-Neck Shirts!
I remember being at the mall one day during the summer after college graduation. I was picking up a birthday gift for someone when I noticed a black v-neck t-shirt with a real edgy design on sale for $7.
Aside from the bargain, I had never entered v-neck territory before and thought it might be an interesting way to switch things up and reinvent myself. So the upcoming Friday night I threw it on and got ready to head out for a night in the city.
I hadn’t moved into my apartment yet and was still living at home with my parents and younger sister. Luckily, on my way out the door my sister took one look and… well, I’ve never seen her laugh so hard. I’m talking tears, lack of oxygen, she was outright hysterical.
Apparently, I couldn’t pull off the v-neck. I looked ridiculous and despite the great value and the cool design, it just wasn’t meant to be. I was fortunate to get called out but all too often we come across situations where we’re forcing a square peg into a circle. We wish it would work but in the back of our minds we know something just isn't right.
Pick It Up, Pick It Up...
A few weeks ago, I was on the train when I remembered that I wanted to ask my friend Jenna for a quick favor.
It was a two second thing... Ok, the truth is that I really wanted her to send me a funny picture from over the weekend. But instead of texting or BBMing, I gave her a buzz.
Steve: Hey what's up Jenna
Jenna: Hey there
Jenna: Are you calling to remind me to send that picture you were laughing about?
Steve: The picture? Oh yeaa... Totally forgot about that. No, actually I just wanted to say Hi. But you know what, before I forget, yea maybe just send that over...
(HA!)
Anyway, we ended up having a nice little chat that completely boosted my mood for the rest of the day.
Don't cheat yourself out of the joy of the more genuine connection by always BBM/texting/e-mailing.
... Show a lil' sprezz and pick up the phone!
It was a two second thing... Ok, the truth is that I really wanted her to send me a funny picture from over the weekend. But instead of texting or BBMing, I gave her a buzz.
Steve: Hey what's up Jenna
Jenna: Hey there
Jenna: Are you calling to remind me to send that picture you were laughing about?
Steve: The picture? Oh yeaa... Totally forgot about that. No, actually I just wanted to say Hi. But you know what, before I forget, yea maybe just send that over...
(HA!)
Anyway, we ended up having a nice little chat that completely boosted my mood for the rest of the day.
Don't cheat yourself out of the joy of the more genuine connection by always BBM/texting/e-mailing.
... Show a lil' sprezz and pick up the phone!
Sunday, March 1, 2009
Not sure exactly what to say?
I was talking with my buddy John last week right before he was about to go on a first date. This guy meets a great looking woman at a bar and they totally hit it off. I've seen him in action and with a couple of drinks under his belt he turns into retro Vince Vaughn (think Swingers). The ladies can't keep their hands off him!
When he's sober however, well he tends to get a little self-conscience. I could tell he was concerned, this woman was definitely gonna have high expectations and living up to Prince Charming can be a tall order to fill.
It reminded me of what I think to myself when speaking with important and highly regarded clients.
Ask questions.
Keep the focus on the other person.
People LOVE to talk about themselves. As long as the conversation revolves around them, they will be enjoying every minute.
... and guess who is then associated with those good feelings.
When he's sober however, well he tends to get a little self-conscience. I could tell he was concerned, this woman was definitely gonna have high expectations and living up to Prince Charming can be a tall order to fill.
It reminded me of what I think to myself when speaking with important and highly regarded clients.
Ask questions.
Keep the focus on the other person.
People LOVE to talk about themselves. As long as the conversation revolves around them, they will be enjoying every minute.
... and guess who is then associated with those good feelings.
The Possibilities Are Endless...
Even in the recession, people consistently pay $20-30 for new books. Seems like alot of money, right? They'll tell you if they pick up even ONE good idea then it was worth it. And you know what, that's probably true.
With that said, close your eyes and imagine for a second.
Picture if you were able to stretch your mind and consume powerfully inspiring new ideas each and every day.... Without having to leave your house....... For FREE.
How could you potentially benefit?
Subscribe to my blog.
... You see what I did? Now that's sales!
With that said, close your eyes and imagine for a second.
Picture if you were able to stretch your mind and consume powerfully inspiring new ideas each and every day.... Without having to leave your house....... For FREE.
How could you potentially benefit?
Subscribe to my blog.
... You see what I did? Now that's sales!
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