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People can get awful touchy about their coffee. God knows the things I’ve done for a cup… 

Posted by Christopher F. Lapinel

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What a great idea! Apparently they do this in Hong Kong and the U.S. too. Little did I know…

Posted by Christopher F. Lapinel

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An entertainment show sizes up the super suits…

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Earlier tonight I went with friends to see an insane movie. It has all the markings of a future cult classic. Maybe it will make it into the pantheon and maybe it won’t. It’s a good movie. It had people clapping, cheering - all those good, disaffected people who’re tired of having to take shit jobs for shit pay for shit bosses to support a shit home and a shit spouse. It’s about standing up and saying: ‘I’m mad as hell and I’m not only not going to take it anymore, I’m gonna shoot your brains out as well.’ The movie is called Wanted and it stars Angelina Jolie and James McAvoy, a talented and accomplished young Scot. James McAvoy plays Wesley Gibson, a disaffected loser who knows damn well that he’s a loser but can’t see a way out, so he continues to run the rat race. Meanwhile his bestfriend is screwing his girlfriend and he mourns for a father he never knew. Enter Angelina Jolie stage right, the smouldering eyed older woman who has the hottest sidearms a man could ever dream of and she’s going to teach young Wesley to be the man. And she does.

This movie has a little bit of everything, from mind-bending stunts, fancy little bullets, car chases, assassins, ass kicking, more ass kicking to a mind-bendingly perfect shot of Ms. Jolie’s butt; not to mention, the movie also delivers some pretty hearty laughs.

But what is the movie about?

It’s about boredom; the boredom that comes with being used as a pawn in other people’s games; the boredom that comes with having given up striving to play the game for yourself and on your own terms. In short, the movie is a revenge fantasy for the man who is no longer young enough to be free, nor old enough to have accepted that with grace.

Boredom. It creeps in. It saps your world, removes all the delicate details, makes everything seem 2D, makes it seem pretend. It’s hard to take anything seriously when you’re bored. When you’re driving along the parkway and you see the red lights of the car ahead it takes a moment to realise that this means you should begin braking; once you’ve begun braking it takes another moment to remember that this is for real, that if you don’t brake or if you don’t brake in time it could mean your death. Death jostles you back to the living. Death is the ultimate jostler. And you just stare at the rear of the car ahead and wonder why you’ve let this boredom creep in, you wonder where it started. It started when you left off experiencing your life and simply began getting by. Boredom begins when you forget to look your lover in the eyes and experience their colour, shape and love - because you are too worried how you are going to pay the rent next month when your bank account is already overdrawn. The sad truth, however, is that you’ll discover something like a lump in your leg and you’ll begin to worry if it’s cancer; then you’ll wonder how the rent ever seemed more important than the arms that could have held you and the eyes that loved you. Thank-fully, the movie doesn’t get so sappy. It sticks to bullets, exploding rats, knife fights and a sublime shot of Angelina Jolie’s astonishingly pert ass. I give the movie 3 Geeks and I hope that it attains cult status, because it really does deserve it.

By Christopher F. Lapinel, The Diamond Spade

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I remember going to see George Carlin back in ‘92 (’93?), up in Plattsburgh, New York. It was the first time I’d ever seen him perform. And I didn’t know much about him, aside from what I’d gleaned from the posters they sell at campus bookstores and that he’d been a contemporary of Lenny Bruce - and from that I’d gleaned that Lenny Bruce must have been a comedian too. Quite frankly, I don’t know how I wound up at that show. I was the shy kid, always alone - either reading a book or doing push-ups. I thought I was training for something…for what I still have no clue. Anyway. I went to the show. He wasn’t really all that dirty. I’d heard far worse. Far worse. But the thing was, he was really fucking funny and pretty damn smart. His endless list of words for masturbation was classic. His observations concerning the mediocre people the school systems are turning out was deadly accurate. And the enormous, jostling audience ate up every word he said. I left that crowded stadium feeling like I’d accomplished something having seen him. I felt like I’d taken a step closer to a more interesting, more varied life. I saw him later on television. It was alright. He was still Carlin, but it was not quite the same. He was the kinda guy that had to be seen to be believed.

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[IF]

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
But make allowance for their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise: If you can dream–and not make dreams your master,
If you can think–and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ‘em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on!”

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings–nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much,
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And–which is more–you’ll be a Man, my son!

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It’s probably better this way…

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My roommate, Dawn, is learning to play my electric guitar. She’s sitting on my futon, going through a Beatles playbook and teaching herself chords. I figure that when she gets it all down pat then she’ll be able to teach me. I got the guitar as Christmas present from my father. Lovely idea. I was just as excited to receive the gift as my dad was to give it. Unfortunately, my worst fears were borne out; the guitar has only been produced from its case (maybe) a dozen times in the last six months. This is the problem with with finally receiving something that you’d always wanted: what do you do when you finally get it? But now Dawn is here; she’ll be staying with me until the end of the summer. Being that she’s a great musician, I’ve told her that she has to learn my guitar so that, as I mentioned before, she can teach me. That seems fair, right? Good, I thought so too.

The guitar isn’t top of the line or anything. It’s a Behringer iAxe 393 and it came in a kit with DVD tutorial, which I have had little patience for, and an amp, which I’ve yet to even plug in. I look at the guitar when it’s sitting quietly in the corner, zippered into its black canvas case, and I feel a mingling of shame and pride; shame that I’ve not yet begun to learn, pride that I just might someday be a really cool guy who can play electric guitar. Yeah, I can see myself. I’m in my little sailboat, which I don’t own yet, and I’m sailing down to Brazil. Along the way, I stop off in Havana and I take my guitar with me into town. I sit on a busy street corner and I begin to play. What will it be? Something by Bright Eyes, like Landlocked Blues? Or will it be something by The Beatles, like I Should Have Known Better? Whatever it will be, the people will stop for a moment to watch the crazy gringo play and maybe a few will toss some coins in the broad brimmed hat that’s resting by my feet. Yeah, that’s a dream of mine.

But then reality sets in.

When am I going to learn to play guitar? How will I ever be able to afford a sailboat, much less sail it down to Brazil? Right now I’m struggling to maintain a full-time temp job at a publishing house. My bills are steep, my loans are enough to make a crocodile cry real tears and I haven’t been sailing since I was sixteen. To make matters worse, I don’t even swim very well.

It’s difficult not to get snared by fanciful dreams. But then, all dreams are fanciful until we make them happen.

By Christopher F. Lapinel, The Diamond Spade

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Nation’s Poorest 1% Now Controls Two-Thirds Of U.S. Soda Can Wealth

WASHINGTON—A report on growing disparities in the concentration of U.S. aluminum-can wealth, released Tuesday by the Department of Commerce, revealed that 66 percent of the nation’s recyclable assets are now held by the poorest 1 percent of the population.

According to the sobering report, the disproportionate distribution of soda-can wealth is greater than ever before, and has become one of the worst instances of economic inequality in the nation’s history. Data showed that over-salvaging of cans by a small and elite group of can-hoarders has created a steadily growing and possibly unbridgeable gap between the rich and the mega-poor.

“Although our nation’s upper middle class actually consumes the most beverages, a staggering percentage of these cans wind up in the hands of a very few,” said economist Cynthia Pierce, who worked as a consultant on the three-year, $14 million government study. “It’s a troubling trend. And as a tiny fraction of the population continues to maintain its stranglehold on redeemable can wealth, it’s a trend that shows no sign of slowing.”

According to Pierce, the study points to a distinct economic advantage for the most can-affluent—those who possess the resources necessary to collect, transport, separate, and accumulate more and more cans than the rest of the population.

“Members of this exclusive group come from exceedingly poor backgrounds and have access to outrageously low levels of education, which makes them much better prepared to reap the benefits of digging around in garbage,” Pierce added.

The report details several key factors involved in the lopsided distribution of container wealth, including aggressive foraging, which leads to higher returns on deposits and a tendency to reinvest can profits in additional redeemables, such as beer. In addition, the report found that those involved in the returnable-gathering industry often minimize financial risk by diversifying between aluminum cans and glass-bottle holdings.

While less than 1 percent of Americans own the domestic rights to a majority of Coca-Cola and Pepsi cans, this same group has also cornered the international market by branching out into such imported container commodities as Fanta and Perrier.

“The typical American spends an average of $65 on beverages for every dollar he or she earns back through redeemable deposits, and the rest of that money goes to the country’s can and bottle barons,” the report stated. “Americans who are at a foraging disadvantage due to over-employment and home ownership therefore have limited access to these discarded commodities, causing the market to unfairly favor those with an exclusively disposables income.”

Perhaps more alarming, the report continued, the can monopoly enjoyed by the poorest 1 percent has been unintentionally buoyed by millions of environment-conscious Americans who leave plastic bags full of recycling in front of their homes, which are in turn preyed upon by enterprising collectors.

“These people were born into a lifestyle, often going back generations, where any can left on the street is seen as their birthright, whether they purchased it or not,” Houston resident Dale Palmer said. “They have the knowledge and ability to get out there and scoop up all the good cans before anyone even knew they were there.”

The vast disparity in can-wealth distribution is difficult to understand for many Americans. Most people, according to the report, cannot relate to the lifestyles of the super-poor, who never have to go to work, pay a mortgage, or struggle to find money for rent.

One canned individual cited in the study is can tycoon Will Dorsey, a 33-year-old Detroit resident who spent his childhood living off the funds collected from his family’s vast can holdings. At the age of 16, Dorsey inherited five carts and dozens of garbage bags overflowing with recyclables when his father passed away unexpectedly one cold December morning.

According to economist and New York Times columnist Paul Krugman, people like Dorsey, who maintain an ultra-poor lifestyle that is vastly different from the rest of the population, are egregiously out of touch with the everyday economic realities of mainstream America.

“Dorsey is one of those select few who come from old can money,” Krugman said. “They’re just hoarding their assets so nobody else can benefit. And then they parade down the street with their carts full of recycling.”

In the wake of the report’s disturbing findings, many citizens claim to feel exploited by those who convert their discarded property into cash or change without sharing the incredible profits.

“It’s not fair,” Chicago native Melissa Arnold said. “Something should be done to even the playing field.”

In an attempt to mitigate the disparities in soda-can wealth distribution, Congress is currently exploring numerous options, including levying an 80 percent tax on the incomes of those possessing 100 or more refundable containers, with the ultimate goal of eliminating all recycling programs by 2010.

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There are two things that the US media seems a bit baffled by: 1) Barack and Michelle Obama’s fist bump and 2) Sascha Baron Cohen (aka Ali G.). Observe the following clip…

Posted by: Christopher F. Lapinel, The Diamond Spade

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1. Sucker-punch your boss.

2. Become a member of the Mile High Club, even if you have to do it alone.

3. Go to your high school reunion dressed as a homeless guy.

4. Stand outside the Today Show window and moon Al Roker for two straight hours.

5. Drink an entire keg of Guinness by yourself (no time limit).

6. Test-drive a top-end sports car and lead the cops on a high-speed chase.

7. Rack up $5,000 on your Discover card, then tell them you just “discovered” you don’t have any money.

8. Befriend George W. Bush and try to get him to start drinking again.

9. Interview a female intern on a trampoline.

10. Visit Don Knotts’ grave site. (Keep in mind that he’s still alive.)

11. Make it through an entire porn video.

12. Survive a bar fight.

13. Watch two women bring each other to fake orgasm in person.

14. Jell-O wrestle Britney Spears.

15. Hike through a jungle, armed only with a machete.

16. Learn all the words to “Louie, Louie.”

17. Grow a handlebar mustache—just to see if it might look good on you.

18. Go to the top of the Empire State Building, then hit all the buttons in a crowded elevator on the way down.

19. Take the Steelers +3.5 and the Jets -2.5 and have the Jets beat the Steelers by three so you win both bets.

20. Hit a hole in one (with witnesses).

21. Hold auditions for a posse.

22. Wake up In a Frickin’ Gutter
Joe Alaimo, 32, Queens, NY:
“My five buddies and I arrived in Paris at night and decided to buy a bunch of wine. Soon after that I was walking across the Notre Dame plaza in my ’wears. Next thing I knew it was daylight and I was facedown in a gutter above the Seine, being shaken awake by some guy wearing a beret.”

23. Restore a Classic Car
John Heidenry, 34, Hoboken, NJ:
“I picked up my ’70 Cadillac convertible for $2,500. Over the next six years, I spent $16,000 on a new engine, rear quarter panels, a killer paint job, the interior, and rechroming. What the hell? I can fit five girls in the backseat—try doing that in a Porsche.”

24. Spend a night in jail for a semicool reason and talk shit about the screws.

25. Have sex on your boss’ desk. Don’t clean up afterward.

26. Get banned from a casino.

27. Get drunk in Tijuana and goad a tough yet disinterested Mexican to beat you up.

28. Go to karaoke night and sing “Free Bird,” regardless of what song’s playing.

29. Kick your dad’s ass.

30. Pleasure yourself in a voting booth.

31. Spray-paint “Scooby Rules!” on the Great Wall of China.

32. Backpack across Europe wearing loud Hawaiian shirts and a cowboy hat. Offer everyone ketchup.

33. Put all the money you have in the world down on a blackjack table. (This should be the very last thing you do before you die.)

34. Have an all-night orgy with all your ex-girlfriends, then present a trophy to the Most Improved Lady.

35. Foil a crime in heroic fashion.

36. Make Mike Tyson flinch when he’s old and punch-drunk.

37. Eat chunks of cooked dolphin off a naked woman’s body.

38. Smoke a joint in synagogue and yell out, “This is my High Holy Day, you bastards!”

39. Hurt yourself badly while working around the house.

40. Catch a home run at a baseball game—even if it’s just batting practice.

41. Visit Graceland and ask to see the bathroom where the King’s blue suede shoes were stepped on for the last time.

42. Grab the P.A. system at a department store and keep repeating the words “Blow jobs, two for one in aisle seven.”

43. Drive cross-country without a map.

44. Land a Big ’Un
“Wild Bill” Skinner, 53, Clovis, NM:
“Early one morning, in the Gulf of Mexico, I noticed a school of sharks. So I decided to do a little fishing. I hooked up a big chunk of bait, and as soon as I cast it a 12-foot hammerhead bit. Holy shit! I thought. I quickly climbed into the lifeboat and pushed off. For the next half-hour, that shark just wore himself out dragging me in circles. Then I rowed back to the main boat and spent 30 minutes reeling him in. However, the captain didn’t want a 600-pound fish thrashing the side of his boat. So I had to cut it loose.”

45. Do doughnuts on the White House lawn in a monster truck.

46. Give your girlfriend an enormous candy-diamond Ring Pop and try to convince her it’s the real thing.

47. Sit in the stands at a Packers game in December without a shirt.

48. Name a pet “You Filthy Whore” so when you yell, “Come back here, You Filthy Whore,” the whole neighborhood pays attention.

49. Invite friends over for dinner, then mail them a bill for everything they ate.

50. Pick up a piece of road kill with a stick and chase a child with it.

51. Learn to bowl overhand.

52. Run a marathon and stop at 26 bars along the way for refreshments.

53. Watch every second of every game of March Madness at a sports bar in Vegas.

54. Visit Australia…nah, strike that.

55. Stand outside a bar pretending to be a bouncer and collect a “cover charge” from clueless tourists.

56. Drop by an ex-girlfriend’s for a booty call even though it’ll cause a serious headache.

57. Convince a girlfriend to get a tattoo of your name on her butt.

58. Secretly record your girlfriend having an orgasm. Then put it on the outgoing message of your answering machine.

59. Enjoy a competitive game of “Where’s My Finger?” with the cast of Charmed.

60. Make double the salary your father made. If you can triple it, hire him as your personal valet.

61. Get drunk and cut someone’s hair.

62. Go to an all-you-can-eat buffet the moment it opens and stay for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

63. Be a guest voice on The Simpsons.

64. Take a bank robber’s gun from him and blow his brains out…or, whatever.

65. Play a hurtful, unfunny practical joke on an office rival, where apologizing for an earlier unfunny practical joke is part of the gag.

66. Watch all 100 of Maxim’s “100 Greatest Guy Movies” (March 1998 issue) in one week.

67. Frequent a local bar so much they’ll let you cash a paycheck there.

68. Tour a brewery wearing your underwear outside your clothes.

69. Jell-O wrestle Britney Spears, again.

70. Wait in the express line of a supermarket with too many items. When someone complains, take out a glue gun and start combining your purchases into one giant bundle.

71. Own a house that has a basement bar and rec room.

72. Expose yourself on a nationally televised sporting event.

73. Be a Champ!
Bob Hamm, Pana, IL:
“About five years back, I decided to become the world’s greatest six-gun twirler. I practiced five hours a day, every day (with prop guns). Three years later, when I climbed onstage for the World Gun Spinning Championship in Deadwood, South Dakota, I entered a state of pure concentration. I threw my guns for six minutes, culminating in a 15-foot-high Montana Big Sky Flip. When announced as the winner, I was overwhelmed with a sense of accomplishment. To celebrate I went out with my friends for a big T-bone steak.”

74. Have sex in complete silence, with your in-laws in the next room.

75. Get banned from San Antonio (like Ozzy Osbourne did in 1982 for urinating outside the Alamo), then try to break in. (Hint: Try the Rio Grande.)

76. Teach a monkey martial arts and then kick its ass.

77. Drink vodka in Moscow, smoke a cigar in Cuba, eat some Peking duck in Beijing, and take a dump in North Korea.

78. Whenever your girlfriend’s father starts to say something at dinner, pretend you gotta sneeze and say, “I’mherdaddy.”

79. Ride in the ambulance with Keith Richards on the way to get his transfusion.

80. Go into a gun store and ask the guy, “What do you recommend for teaching someone a lesson?”

81. Light a fire using only sticks. Then find a volleyball and befriend it. Next ask yourself if you’re a fucking wacko.

82. Secretly Date Two Women Who Know Each Other
John Kings, 34, New York, NY:
“The girls and I met at New York University. Besides a mutual dislike for each other, the only thing they had in common was a desire to get me into bed. Mandy made the first move. One night after a party, she took me back to her place. The next day, as I left her apartment, I ran into Sue, who lived only three buildings down. I knew it was bad, but up to Sue’s I went. Then things began to get weird. I was sleeping with each girl twice a week and I’d wake up forgetting where I was, worrying about saying the wrong name! After about a month and a half, it just became too damn psychotic, so I decided to break up with both girls.”

83. Eat between six and nine White Castle hamburgers for lunch every day for a week.

84. Snip the ponytail off a Hells Angel in a dive bar, then make a quick exit and tip over that row of bikes out front.

85. Go to a strip bar with your girlfriend and get her a table dance.

86. Date a coworker, break up, and ride out the awkwardness.

87. Jump from the second story of a building into a dumpster full of Chinese restaurant trash and fluorescent light bulbs.

88. Get a woman to pay you for sex. Or at least try.

89. Smoke opium in the jungles of Thailand. (Maxim categorically denies having just suggested that.)

90. Sneak into the Playboy Mansion while Hef’s alive. Work for the caterer if you have to.

91. Go to Vietnam and have a drink in a small dingy bar in memory of the guys.

92. Lock Emo Philips and Gallagher in a room together with nothing but two carrot peelers and a flatulent donkey. Leave them to die.

93. Call a cop a “doughnut-eating fascist” to his face. When you get out of the hospital, send him a dozen doughnuts.

94. Buy a round for a packed bar.

95. Meet Mr. T and thank him for helping keep you off the streets.

96. Discuss the latest advancements in superstring theory with Carmen Electra.

97. Pull off a hoax that gets reported as truth in a newspaper.

98. Knock on a random door in every country you visit and try to talk your way into a home-cooked meal.

99. Karate-chop a board in half with your bare hand.

100. Send your gorgeous sister to the Maxim offices so she can brighten up the lunch meeting with a striptease.

Number 54 made me chuckle!

As a reader was very kind to point out (and astute enough to have picked up on) the wrong video was posted with the most recent blog. Apologies. And, Andrew, thank-you! The following video is the one that was meant to have been posted.

Posted By: Christopher F. Lapinel, The Diamond Spade

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Okay, I can admit it, I’m always amazed by sleight of hand tricks. I’m like a child really. Show me a trick and even if (on the off chance) I know how how it’s done, I’m still amazed. Sleight of hand tricks are a genuine talent. Unfortunately, my butterfinger hands have no aptitude for them. This said, watch the following video and follow the instructions. I have no idea how it’s done, but it’s damn cool! I give it 4 1/2 Geeks, for cool wizardry!

Posted by: Christopher F. Lapinel, The Diamond Spade

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Hey there, Star Trek fans! Have you heard the latest? George Takei, who played Hiraku Sulu on the original Star Trek series in the sixties, is to soon wed his longtime partner Brad Altman. The nuptials will take place this autumn. The Telegraph reported: “Takei, 71, announced that he would marry his partner of twenty years when the Californian supreme court lifted a ban on same-sex marriages last month.” Walter Koenig (Chekov) and Nichelle Nichols (Uhura) will be best man and matron of honour, respectively. Leonard Nimoy will also be in attendance. It is unclear at this point whether William Shatner will attend the ceremony. He was conspicuously absent from the guest list, considering Takei and Shatner’s famous falling out years back. The falling out primarily regarded Shatner’s treatment of the other actors from the set of Star Trek. There are rumours of a reconciliation, however, so the captain might just make an appearance after all. And wouldn’t that make for a happy ending?

By Christopher F. Lapinel , The Diamond Spade

The Advert:

Hi, Just need a cheap logo making for my company, we specialise in: - Software Design - “Blue-Sky” Innovation - Application Development - Innovation Consultancy Etc… The company name is a .com web address. I’d like the usual, a couple of copies with diff backgrounds for different circumstances. Cheapest bidder wins!

A fairly straight forward advert I thought, Not really sure how much people will bid, but whoever comes in cheapest, will get the work. I’m pretty competent at doing this sort of thing myself, however thought I’d give ifreelance a go, in the hope of building up a good working relationship with a Graphic Designer, as I anticipate needing a fair bit of this doing in the future. Ok, so I listed my advert, and waited for the bids!

My first response:

“Look, down on the ground. It’s a turd. It’s a brain. No, it’s another low-ball, scum sucking bid request on iFreelance.”

Hmm, lets do a little naming and shaming too, His name is Scott Wood on swoodad@yahoo.com, http://www.swoodad.com/

Ok, I was confused.. These are people who use the site to get business from people, How would a potential client not see this? Actually, whats wrong with my request, and what right does Scott Wood have to insult me? Hmm, Lets wait and see what else comes in:

I advise everyone should bid $10 (the lowest amount this pathetic site will let you go) because - let’s be honest fellow artists - our time and talent isn’t worth more than that. For $10 you can buy a gallon of gas AND a big mac!!!!!

/end sarcasm

http://www.cgonzalezdesign.com/

How about I pay you to do your logo…I think that’s about the same

http://www.pugcreative.com/

I actually like that one, not quite sure how its the same though!

There were around 5 extra comments that have been removed by ifreelance.com which is a shame, as I never got chance to read them, however, they must have been worse than the above for them to be removed!

Ok, so I’m not very sure whats going on here, but I seem to be somehow resented by the providers on ifreelance.com, for using the word “Cheap” in my post. At no point did I say I was offering $10, I was expecting bids in the region of $100 at least, if people offer $10, then surely they are your “enemies”

However, Regardless of what I was offering, I don’t see what right these people have to insult users.. no.. Potential customers! But, I guess coming from a customer service background, what annoys me more is that thier current clients are unaware of thier abusive and unprofessional behaviour!

So, In conclusion, I’m not going to post another link to ifreelance.com, as I would not recommend anyone uses the service! So there!

I’m quite disappointed in myself, for thinking for one second of the smile I would have on my face if these peoples companies were to fail! When will people learn!

I hope this post comes up first in Google when the companies are searched! Just to ensure that happens, new ones will be added here as and when necessary:

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