Free Advice Friday! Negotiation Skillz!

Dear Kim,

Now that both my children will be in school full time, I plan to go back to work this fall. I recently started looking for a job. I noticed that you’re now expected to tell employers your asking salary instead of them telling you what the position pays. I’ve been out of the work force so long that I’m not sure I feel confident enough to ask for the salary I really want. How do I begin to build my confidence?

 

Gina in Meekington, MO

 

 

Dear Gina,

It seems to me that you need to get a set of balls! Honestly Gina, learning to juggle can do wonders for your self-esteem.

But if you don’t have a local Juggling/Circus school nearby (boo!), there are other ways to work on your confidence level.

What you really need to do is to practice your negotiating skills. Start small with interpersonal relationships: the babysitter wants $10.00 an hour, you offer $7.00, your husband wants sex, you say “not tonight but maybe tomorrow”, you’re getting a bikini wax, make her throw in a free upper lip. Trust me Gina, your confidence will build quicker than the dust on your sex toy collection!

Next, move on to negotiations within the corporate world. Gina, it’s imperative that you’re constantly on the look out for any opportunity that allows you to sharpen this skill. Take this sign, for example…

“A penny for your thoughts”

…and my subsequent letter to them:

 

Dear WSFS,

I rode by your bank the other day and noticed that you’re currently offering to pay your customers a penny for their thoughts. While I’m highly flattered that you would place any value on my thinking, I’m equally insulted by their estimated worth. A penny? For ALL of my thoughts? Granted, I have a lot of bullshit going on up there, but a penny?

So after stopping at the bakery, tanning salon, and liquor store, I headed over to Citizen Bank where I met with a nice man named Chad. After listening to some of my sample thoughts on religion, politics, and home decor, Chad assured me that his bank was prepared to offer me a penny PER thought! That’s almost like 5 times what you’re willing to pay! I’m going to need you to beat that.

Here’s just one of the gems that the lucky bank can expect from me:

“I bet a picture of a naked woman on the front of the toilet tank would motivate a man to put the seat down.”

Boom!

And I have plenty more where that came from!

WSFS, I need to hear a strong counteroffer by midnight tonight (12am EST), otherwise Citizen bank will be the proud owner of ALL of my thoughts (or as many as it takes to afford one of those cute capuchin monkeys).

Sincerely,
Kim
www.oneclassymotha.com

Gina, with practice, you’ll soon feel confident enough to demand the salary you deserve!

Sincerely,
Kim
www.oneclassymotha.com

 

P.S. Don’t go with National Bank. The huge sign in their lobby says “We want your two cents!”  In my opinion, asking your customers for money is no way to run a business.
 
 
*DISCLOSURE: The above thoughts are the disappointed property of WSFS Bank.

 

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Cheapo Wino Review Wednesday! Chateau Ste. Michelle

Today, I bring you another great wine that’s under $15, because we both know you should be saving your money for therapy.

 

Chateau Ste. Michelle Cabernet Sauvignon 2010 – $12.99 (Costco)

Winemaker’s Notes:

Our goal with the Columbia Valley Cabernet is to highlight concentrated Washington red fruit in an accessible style. This is our inviting Cab with plenty of complexity and structure with silky tannins. It’s also very versatile with food–try it with beef, pork or pasta.

Kim’s Notes: “It’s like an ‘Under $15″ fairy tale” (heads up: today I take a narrative approach)

He stood before me, chilly from the cold (our wine fridge was set too low). I brought him to me and held him tightly against my chest, warming his firm body against my flappy one. When I sensed that the time was right, I stared deeply into his dark soul and drank him in.

He whispered softly to me, “Chocolate…no..no…wait…berries…I mean, oak”. Oh, how I loved his complexity! In fact, I loved him so much that I decided to marry him…to a watermelon & Gorgonzola salad I found in the refrigerator. The bride wore balsamic. After the ceremony, they rode happily off into my esophagus, where I imagine they had beautiful sangria babies together. The End.

This wine pairs well with chocolate, pepperoni pizza, and disappointment.

 

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Tips for Tuesday: Tampon Bird Feeders & Scary Mommy!

You guys, today’s tip had the potential of being my best one ever. Had. Here’s what happened…

 

The Tampon Bird Feeder

The premise: This bird feeder just screams “Eco-Friendly”! *I used Tampax Super Plus with the cardboard applicator. Not only are you feeding the birds, but when the seeds are gone they can use the cotton for their nests! Brilliant, right?

The execution: Everything went as planned. I smeared peanut butter on 15 unused tampons (seriously, UNUSED. This is not the time to start recycling), rolled them in birdseed, and tied them all together with their handy dandy strings. I then hung the whole thing in a nearby tree while my neighbor measured for a fence.

The result: The birds loved it! …and then it rained.

I can tell you, with all honesty, I did not anticipate what happened next.

Sadly, the tampons absorbed ALL the rain water –> they swelled to 1,000 times their size & weight –> this caused the tree limb to break off –> which then landed on the poor birdie sitting below. *The worse part…he would’ve moved if it hadn’t been for all the peanut butter stuck in his wings (I used extra-chunky).

Bummer.

 

But guess what? None of this matters because the most awesome thing has happened to me (it’s all about me)! I’m giving another tip today, one with great results, over at Scary Mommy!!!

BOOM!!!

 

As if you didn’t already know, Jill Smokler is the New York Times bestselling author of Confessions of A Scary Mommy (April 2012) and Motherhood Comes Naturally (And Other Vicious Lies) (April 2013), and the creator of ScaryMommy.com, a parenting community for imperfect parents (does me being on there make sense now?).

So go read today’s tip and check out her fabulous site by clicking here or the big ass button above.

 

 

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The Weekend through Crappy Pics

About a month ago, I got a “I need to have a hammock” bug up my ass. So I bought one at a yard sale for $10.  It wasn’t until this Saturday that the bug came out of my ass and said, “Listen Bitch, you need to hang that damn hammock!”  So off to the hardware store I went.

After selecting chains, hooks, and those things that mountain climbers use, I took everything to the counter.  The register guy rang it all up (it cost more than the hammock itself) and said “Do you need a bag for that?”  I don’t know about you, but when a cashier says “Do you need a bag for that?” I hear, “You DON”T need a bag for that.  And if you ask for one, you’re a lazy Earth-killer that probably pours Clorox bleach and chemical fertilizer down your kitchen drain.”

“Oh, no.  I have plenty of room in my purse for heavy duty chains.  In fact, I can use them to secure my hemp wallet and eco-friendly tampons.”

Then we went to the grocery store, where I had to put the chains on the conveyor belt to get my wallet out.  And Ana says to the clerk, “We’re going to hang-a-monk”

Ha…ha…ha…kids say the darnest things…that’ll get you arrested.

 

 

Later that night, we went out to a nice dinner (still haven’t hung the hammock).

And I made the mistake of taking Ana to the bathroom with me.

As I’m in the stall, I hear her say, “What’s this do?”  Then this happens…

*This is a reenactment as I’m not in the habit of taking my camera to the bathroom.

 

 

On Sunday, I decided I HAD to hang the hammock

I call this pic “Shit’s About to Get Real”…or “A Badass Lives Here”, I haven’t decided yet.

 

and then I HUNG IT! and it was TOO TAUNT! son of a bitch.

Now Ana uses it as a swing.

Bright side:  I can relax in a lawn chair while she swings on the monk I hung.

 

How was your weekend?

 

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