A man and woman are getting all snugly in bed. The passion is heating up. But then the lady stops and says, “I don’t feel like it, I just want you to hold me.” The guy says “WHAT??”
The lady explains that he must be in tune with her emotional needs as a Woman. Then he realizes that nothing is going to happen tonight and he might as well deal with it.
So the next day the man takes her shopping at a big department store ( Harrods). He walks around and has her try on three very expensive outfits. She can’t decide. He tells
her to take all three of them.
Then they go over and get matching shoes worth $200 each, then they go to the Jewellery department where she gets a set of
diamond earrings. The lady is so excited. She thinks her guy has flipped out, but she does not care. She goes for the
tennis bracelet.
He says “you don’t even play tennis, but OK if you like it then let’s get it.” The woman is jumping up and down so excited she cannot even believe what is going on. She says "I am ready to go, lets go
to the cash register."
The man stops and says, “No, I don’t feel like buying all this stuff now.”
The woman’s face goes blank.
He continues - “I just wanted you to HOLD this stuff for a while.” The look on her face is indescribable and she is about to explode. The guy says, “You need to be in tune with my financial needs as a MAN”.
Question: What is the truest definition of Globalization?
Answer: Princess Diana’s death. Question: How come?
Answer: An English princess with an Egyptian boyfriend crashes in a French tunnel, driving a German car h a Dutch engine,
driven by a Belgian who was drunk
on Scottish whisky,
followed closely
on Scottish whisky,
followed closely by Italian Paparazzi,
on Japanese motorcycles;
treated by an American doctor,
using Brazilian medicines.
This is sent to you by Indian,
using Bill Gates 's technology,
and you’re probably reading this on your computer,
that use Taiwanese chips,
and a Korean monitor,
assembled by Bangladeshi workers
in a Singapore plant,
transported by Pakistan lorry-drivers,
hijacked by Indonesians,
unloaded by Sicilian longshoremen,
and trucked to you by Mexican illegals…
That, my friend, is Globalization.