Ex Mente Mea

Dozens of baby girls in southern China have been taken from parents and sold for adoption overseas, a newspaper reports.

http://news.bbc.co.uk/go/rss/-/1/hi/world/asia-pacific/8130900.stm

**Dude, you are alive and wealthy, move to the U.S and live your days in peace. Going back there and stirring sh*t up with the army, getting people hurt in protests is probably is not a good idea. Just suck it up and move on. You pissed off your army, and they kicked you out. Don’t people learn from history? Look at what happened to Bhutto when she returned to her country. In case you don’t know, as expected, she got dead. I don’t know all the full details and politics here, but I have common sense. The army threatened to arrest you, leave. Simple as that.**
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TEGUCIGALPA (Reuters) - The Honduran interim government defied international pressure on Wednesday and vowed there was "no chance at all" of ousted President Manuel Zelaya returning to office.
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http://mobile.reuters.com/mobile/m/FullArticle/CTOP/ntopNews_uUSTRE55R24E20090701?src=RSS-TOP

I just remembered when my boy was younger, he used to always want me to give him a piggy back ride around his house. He was so cute, now he’s self conscious and reserved about things like that.
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Its nature, happens with age to us all. But since my son doesn’t live with me, I feel like those changes happened abruptly rather than over time gradually.
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Us living apart and the consequences of the aforementioned weigh very heavy on my heart and soul.
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Even as I write this on my ipod on my way back home from van couver, I fight back the tears and the hurt that tries to absorb me into the abyss.
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I love my little piggy back rider, I carry a great burden in my heart. But this hurt and pain is a part of my life, a consequence of my own past actions.
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I hope that though I’m not always there, that my words and thoughts reach and impact him, even now that I am hundreds of miles away and thousands of feet up in the air.
Angel Jose Rodriguez
212 250 3562
Aim - ARodomus
End User Services
Deutsche Bank [/]
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Hi @cafemetro,

Twitter limits our space to write, so I thought I’d use one of my blogs to explain.
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1. I was standing around the sandwich section for quite sometime, the guys looking around, trying to busy themselves (apparently) rather than attend me. Cashier area was also looking at me like I was some fool just standing there. Eventually a young spanish lady came over and asked if I’d been helped. I said no, she then took my order, but she tried to sway me into taking a premade sandwich, which I didn’t want, she tried a few times, I said no, I do not like the dressings, I just want ham and cheese. So she gave up and told my order to the very same sandwich guys whom were just there looking at me like a fool. In there defense 1 of them at this time was putting sandwiches in the display area.
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2. Eventually I get my sandwich. When paying for the sandwich I stated I wanted the meal, and I guess I grabbed chips that were not included. I said ok, let me pay you and I’ll switch the chips out. The lady said "no", put those back, then go and grab the others and then I will charge you. Ok, so now I’m an alleged chip thief. I go to the back, grab the other chips, then have to get back online and wait for my turn again.
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3. So now I sit to eat my sandwich, rushed because I was falling behind schedule due to the delays. So I was asked 3 times what kind of cheese I wanted, and 3 times I said cheddar. So I got swiss cheese. Now I know this is not tragic, believe me, I’m not a douche, but after several minutes waiting being ignored, then my "chips" encounter I was already slightly discontent, and the swiss was definitely no help.
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Now as you can see, noone cursed me out, or attacked me, but the experience was just not a pleasant one, rather frustrating.
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I’m an avid blogger, and social networking activist, so I saw your twitter name and decided to attempt contact. I know the folks that work at these places are generally young kids, or older people that have the "whatever" attitude, but nonetheless, those are the people the customers interact with. They should at least fake to be helpful or friendly.
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I work in a technical support role, I interface with clients all day everyday, but I try to always be nice and helpful. And believe me, supporting a trading floor, its hard to always stay nice and helpful, some of these folks are spoiled rich brats born with the silver spoon, very demanding and sometimes unreasonable, and for me, coming from "not" that background its hard, but I do my best to not choke them.
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The workers needs to be trained in dealing with people, or at least to use some reasoning. If you see someone standing there, ask if they need anything, etc. Customer service, a little help and a little niceness goes a long way in creating customers
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I apologize for meeting under these circumstances. Be well, and let us proceed on good energy. Thank you for responding.
Angel Jose Rodriguez
212 250 3562
Aim - ARodomus
End User Services
Deutsche Bank [/]
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Daddy’s Home - Shep and the Limelights (Karaoke)

I entered the ships version of “American Idol”, it was called “Princess Idol”. So I entered twice, and both times I got cut. LOL. Here is a bit of my performance, I even danced for them! hahaha…