no entiendo esta vain

Yo no entiendo la mierda que tienen los terroristas en al cabeza digo asi porque err diablo, le van a dar lo que quieren y todavia siguen con su vaina
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SU ..SANTISIMO

Ayer sali por ahi a comprar un celular para mandarle a una amiguita en Dominicana, sucede que me encontre el celular en el internet a buen precio y abierto ( sin conexion). Arranco pa'lla, en el sitio, que resulta ser la casa de unos Hinduitos, me abren la puerta y me siento a esperar que encuentren el telefono, el hindu me pregunta que adonde voy a usar el celular, le dije que era para RD, y me salta " oh si a mi me gusta RD. y Santiago muchisimo", y rompe a contarme de sus ocurrencias, en de todos los sitios Passion, para los que no saben passion es un night club lleno de mujeres que siempre estan a tu disposicion, osea es una cuereria, y tambien me habla de ilusiones otra cuereria, y yo le pregunto que si no fueron a otros sitios, me dijeron que no que siempre iban a estos sitios de vez en cuando se tiraban en Ambis, bueno y ahi por el estilo......

Me alegro de que persona de otras culturas encuentren que nuestro pais es bello y disfruten de el al igual que yo, y no solo en polos turisticos sino que tambien en las ciudades como STO DGO y STGO. Lo que me molesto fue la vision que tenian del pais, " que esta llena de cueros y que para pasar un buen rato hay que meterse a un prostibulo"

Me puse a pensar si esa era la mentalidad del turista, y la realidad es que no, sino que es la mentalidad del dominicano que se sobreimpone al turista, los tigeres aqui en NY nada mas hablan de las cuererias en RD y que esto y que lo otro, No se pero para mi lo mejor de estar con una mujer es la conquista, el hecho de tener unos pesitos y darselo a un cuero para un polvo no me llama la atencion, pero esa es mi opinion, y tambien que no es una opinion muy popular entre hombres dominicanos.......

trabajo

hasta la palabra pesa decirla......

huh?

Leyendo estos ultimos dias en todos los medios el caso del "DON" Quirino, y por esa via escuchando a varias personas comentar sobre la falta de cojones de la SCJ disque porque prefirieron extraditarlo, Vamo' a ver' una pregunta quien de ustedes realmente cree que en la republica se le va dar seguimiento e ese caso?? O creen que es imposible que Quirino se embolsille a par de jueces, y amen........buehhhhh

always wondering

While on vacation last week being the good entrpreneur that I am , hmm,hmm...
I wondered why there are no self service gas stations in DR???
then I thought, if every gas station has 8 to 10 pumps they have an idiot at every pump thats 10 salaries per shift, translates into a lot of cash ...... why not put a self-service station and lower the gas price by 5 to 7 pesos against the competition... are we dominicans sooooo vain that we wont pump our own gas ?????


hmmmmm

BACK FROM VACATION

Well I just got back from vacation, which this January I decided to go back home to D.R. As usual a good choice. I got held back because of the f@#king snow, but I flew out on Monday night on jetblue, By the way a little tip on flying jetblue, always ask for the exit door seats usually rows 1, 11, 12, they are without a doubt the best seats in the plane, they have the most legroom so you wont be cramped in a little space, anyhow I got to DR and it seems everytime I go down there my dads car has a new problem, it happens to be a land rover Discovery, I think he should discover the way to a car dealership and get a new ride, but that a whole other post.. The first leg of my week I spent in Coral Hamaca at Boca Chica, not bad I've stayed in better but out of 10 I give it an 7 cuz of the nightlife, not to hot, but what resort has good nightlife? In the day I went to the acropolis with my wife who was not impressed by the mall but then again she's used to US malls so I see her point, I thought the acropolis was nice and they have a TGIfriday inside, which is hilarious to go to in DR, people I noticed walking in there were all decked out like going to a high class restaurant, hello its Fridays??? Whatever I guess the prices justify the attire, but my wife who has never lived in DR and never really hung out like a "local" happened to like the trip, I took her to all my old stomping grounds in Santiago and we hung around with my old friends,oooohhh

Fuimos al Estadio a ver a las AGUILAS in the finals what a blast, se me habia olvidado lo apasionado que somos los dominicanos con el beisbol. Que bacaneria es volver al estadio despues de tantos años. Gozamos un paqueton, y cuando ganaron las AGUILAS eso se fue abajo. Bueno ya es suficiente mierda dicha por mi parte por hoy...

AYUDANDO A UN AMIGO

You life takes many different places and you get to know many different people.
Cuando yo era muchacho en Santiago en el Evangelico habia un muchacho que le deciamos
"Bizcochona" porque su mama tenia una reposteria, El es mejor dicho un conocido mio pero hoy dia le hace falta mi ayuda, esta bien enfermo y lo trasladaron a Colombia para hacerle un trasplante de higado, pero como todos sabemos esas son vainas costosas y se busca la ayuda del que pueda, la siguiente informacion de un Telenmaraton que esta conduciendo el canal 25 de Santiago http://www.santiagord.com/carlos.asp

Please help if you can

ANOTHER DAY ANOTHER HEADACHE

Here we are again, back at work and my partner is on vacation....

En esta vida del comercio todo es taaaaaaaaan monotono, la misma gente, el mismo ciclo,
vueltas y vueltas, y todavia parado en el mismo lugar.

Pero como le dije a un amigo "lo mio es la lata", vender latas es lo mio, there arent many challenges in my business, except staying afloat, in an industry were the cost of doing business has doubled in the last five years, but the customer base just gets smaller.

Oh yeah thats right thats the challenge. to stay open........

In the Beginning

Creo este ser el punto de partida de " La Razon". Hoy le hare la historia de unos pioneros dominicanos en NYC.

Funny how life takes to so many different places and yet you might be standing in the same spot.

My dad Came to the US in early 1971, with about 300 dollars in his pockets and the "American Dream" in his mind. He and a group of men in this early time of what I like to call the "Dominican Rennaissance" in NYC worked long and difficult hours in this city. Working in Bodegas, Factories and whatever other odd jobs were found, some men toook the easy route and profitted from the dealings of the street, others like my dad decided to bust their humps and make an honest living, this was no easy task, sometimes working in excess of 16 hours in a single day and not finding the time for family ( while still having to keep one together). Many un-educated, my dad for example only has a second grade education, and believe it or not this is the norm in a small circle of prosperous business men in NYC, I have no memory of my dad until i was about 5 yrs old, he was never around always in a bodega working his tail off, first for someone else, then later for himself but still hard work. I guess I was blessed with not having to go through the hardships of the prior generation, but thats what he worked for or so he told me about 3 million times, but I dont forget how hard it was for him and his peers to reach the goals they set and realize the dreams they came on the plane with, breaking down language barriers, racial oppression and the like. Maybe for some life wasnt so difficult and the hours were not so long, but many of those havent achieved what my dad and others have in the short time given. Nowadays 85 percent of independant supermarkets in NYC are dominican owned and operated.

That is something to be proud of!!!!

when we lived in DR people used to look down on what my dad did for a living, as you know DR is or was a country where social standing is everything, and my friends parents were all doctors and lawyers who luckily never had to leave the country chasing "the dream", pero mi papa era un "campesino embullao" no porque en mi casa escuchabamos bachata a todo dar, ni porque andaba en un a supra con un musicon, pero solo porque era del campo y sin la educacion academica tenia logros economicos que sobrepasaban muchos doctores y abogados de la "Sociedad" santiaguera.

Though many wouldnt believe it, from the way me and my dad treat each other,

Mi papa es mi heroe, and it is because of him , que hoy soy el hombre que soy.

Punto y Aparte

Anja

Aqui estamos en esto de los Blogs. Nunca he tenido una pagina, ni un blog. No se porque, pero aqui voy con esta vaina , a ver que me sale. No se a que voy a dedicar mi blog, en mi vida no sucede nada fuera de lo comun, pero vamos a relatar los acontecimientos cotidianos de un jodio gerente de un supermercado en la ciudad de NY. En este mundo de latas y cajas se ven cosas raras de vez en cuando, gente buena, gente mala, gente indeseable, bueno se ve de to'.

gracias por visitar mi punto en la web, asi empieza el camino de un blogger mas.............




hasta la proxima...