Whaaaaaat??
Can'tcha use another word than "filibuster," buster?
Try something a *tad* less *trendy*.
Like say, "Draconian," or "Gravitas" for example. Two fine, mainstream words in the English lexicon for you to employ ad nauseum to your little heart's content. Lemme know if ya need any more ideas, OK?
"And by the way: "Selling the Sizzle."
Yer a marketing guy ain't ya'???"
Nope.
Was an Electrical Engineer.
Retired nearly 5 years ago, at 44.
What you're hearing is the result of my once having had an acquaitance; who, was the General Manager of a highly successful Chevrolet dealership.
The guy c/would relieve [you] of *every* gold filling in your mouth -- IF -- [you] weren't careful whenever around 'em. This guy was a "Salesman's Salesman," not, an "order writer"?
Ol' "Mike's" my source of that phrase.
"Yer mention of aforementioned marriage indicates a belief that ya' think I'm somewhat obtuse, but I can STILL smell a music an ad man a mile away!"
Whoaaaaa there, bucko.
You're impling I implied *something* that might not have really been there, y'know.
You're obtuse on some days, acute on others. Yea sure.
But hell's bells, I've never held that against ya.
~and I don't hold grudges, either. (~make note?)
All I meant was that I'm *somewhat* opinionated (you know, "The Pontificator"?) & as such generally so disagreeable &/or irritable we'd [read: that woman & yourself] would most likely be arguing more with each other than tending to the business of keeping these *Black* thread jamokes toeing the line.
See?
I thought you're -- FTD -- the *perfect* person to work in *harmony* with Miss Congeniality. ;^)
"~*sniff*~*sniff*~...YUP, Marketing 101 phrases are wafting in the air! LOL! ;^D."
Ahhhh...I hate to break this to ya, but, I made two KILLER Cajun Blackened New York Strip Steaks last night for my bride & I.
(~was "Fat Tuesday," remember?)
Anyway, the things were heavily coated with a spicey mixture made by the famous New Orleans Chef, Paul Prudhomme.
"So why am I telling you this?" you're wondering, eh?
Well that smell you're smelling?
I *don't* think it's "Marketing 101".
It's *probably* just my flatulence.
Naturally, my apologies, but...
"My ex-wife was in marketing..."
Ex-wife, huh.
Yea well, I guess she saw the *end* to the product's lifespan.
Marketing people can be so flakey & anyone who watches primetime commercials can see that much.
"...no wonder you and I got off to a bad start!"
There.
You're doing it again, Flower Boy.
Seeing things that ain't there.
(~ya didn't read what I'd written [ to you] very carefully now, did ya? I told you what went down & from my POV. What was it, was I too honest?)
"But we're cool, FRiend."
*We're*??
...well I sure am, anyway. {g}
Heh heh heh...MUD
Wellhell...I feel as if I have justly been hung up on a meat hook...and I can't blame a lick of it on Mud. ;^D
But I'm still feelin' mighty proud of my little joke, actually. Knowin' how most injuneers probably despise most marketeers. Isn't marketing always promising the world to the end user, and relying on the engineers to deliver?
So, by insinuatin' that you are/were in Marketing, I basiclly called you a Ford lover.
Mighty Presumptious of me!
"Yea well, I guess she saw the *end* to the product's lifespan."
LOL, and as fer my ex-wife, she left me for the owner of a Ford dealership.
Kin ya belief the DOUBLE insult there?
Now if you'll excuse me, I've gotta go wash off my little boat. Someone flicked boogers on it. What kinda Hoosier would do such a thing?
FRegards,
kayak-breath
Speaking of our lexicon, let us add this new word:
gluckylike: obtuse, lacking sharpness as in "When the Sultan responds to FR posts early in the morning, he can be quite gluckylike.