Consumers' strike which I have already talked about in this post leaves tomorrow, I'm ready.
Ready means that I did not spare a few days earlier, but I have organized in order to prolong the time a domestic supply system, perfected over time, allow me to finally do cheerfully as large supermarket chains.
I grew up with a grandmother with a pretty nice old lady who does the knitting and benevolent smile has nothing to do.
Grandma was a woman as there were many in his time: holding the family, it was impossible to balance the accounts (this could take a course in economics and to turn blue with envy Tremonti), raising the children with the same rigor and love, dealt with a big house all alone, looked after a husband and three sons as well as mother-in-law (and my great-grandmother, I swear, it was not a sugar), I was always told that grew ME "his daughter and taught me a lot things.
It took me to the market since young, praise her grandmother.
The market has taught me the funny and the art of negotiation to choose good products. Selected onions and then is never satisfied with the price was the seller, the market it was, and even drop a few pounds was a success.
So I learned from her first and then my mother (she also, same thing: the Thatcher comparison could be a sweet nanny) to choose, to criticize, to treat, to ask, not to be content with what I was offered if I was not convinced.
And I've learned as they do not go shopping all'Esselunga can and even go to flea markets is more fun to cook a soup using fresh vegetables is long but it's good and I know what you put into it than to not use unnecessary packaging , get yourself to the dishwasher detergent is satisfactory cleanliness and cost, make bread at home in many variations and smell in the house is fantastic ... ... .. and behold! .... I could not go Iper and Coop and where our brands manipulators would send us all so they can become well and knead stoned as balls, and if I go to the supermarket I go to the local branch only to those who have the policy of short chain. ... I do not die of hunger and that strange and I have time and use my time as it seems to me, and I decide my needs and my tastes and not leave it to others because they have to decide to run to their economic markets will.
course, are quite spaccamaroni.
Of course, I do not let stuff the brain, I can tell, I'm curious, and only once obtained a quantity of information that may be sufficient to assess what, I choose.
choose. If I chose wrong
: NOT Berlusconi, or casino, or Bersani, or Striscia La Notizia, or Santoro, and Fazio, or Vendola, or fine, or anyone else: left and right makes no difference, is a faction that I passed are all on the same side or the other. I choose. Try it, it's fun you know?
Baci ^ ^
B.
Ready means that I did not spare a few days earlier, but I have organized in order to prolong the time a domestic supply system, perfected over time, allow me to finally do cheerfully as large supermarket chains.
I grew up with a grandmother with a pretty nice old lady who does the knitting and benevolent smile has nothing to do.
Grandma was a woman as there were many in his time: holding the family, it was impossible to balance the accounts (this could take a course in economics and to turn blue with envy Tremonti), raising the children with the same rigor and love, dealt with a big house all alone, looked after a husband and three sons as well as mother-in-law (and my great-grandmother, I swear, it was not a sugar), I was always told that grew ME "his daughter and taught me a lot things.
It took me to the market since young, praise her grandmother.
The market has taught me the funny and the art of negotiation to choose good products. Selected onions and then is never satisfied with the price was the seller, the market it was, and even drop a few pounds was a success.
So I learned from her first and then my mother (she also, same thing: the Thatcher comparison could be a sweet nanny) to choose, to criticize, to treat, to ask, not to be content with what I was offered if I was not convinced.
And I've learned as they do not go shopping all'Esselunga can and even go to flea markets is more fun to cook a soup using fresh vegetables is long but it's good and I know what you put into it than to not use unnecessary packaging , get yourself to the dishwasher detergent is satisfactory cleanliness and cost, make bread at home in many variations and smell in the house is fantastic ... ... .. and behold! .... I could not go Iper and Coop and where our brands manipulators would send us all so they can become well and knead stoned as balls, and if I go to the supermarket I go to the local branch only to those who have the policy of short chain. ... I do not die of hunger and that strange and I have time and use my time as it seems to me, and I decide my needs and my tastes and not leave it to others because they have to decide to run to their economic markets will.
course, are quite spaccamaroni.
Of course, I do not let stuff the brain, I can tell, I'm curious, and only once obtained a quantity of information that may be sufficient to assess what, I choose.
choose. If I chose wrong
: NOT Berlusconi, or casino, or Bersani, or Striscia La Notizia, or Santoro, and Fazio, or Vendola, or fine, or anyone else: left and right makes no difference, is a faction that I passed are all on the same side or the other. I choose. Try it, it's fun you know?
Baci ^ ^
B.
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