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Você vai se identificar em cada relato que na maioria deles seriam trágicos se não fossem cômicos.

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Não tem o menor problema que atrasou em 4 meses o 
nosso Título do Centenário.



Essa é a apenas uma cereja de um BOLO 
espetacular que vinha sendo confeitado há 4 anos.









DIRETORIA QUE TIROU UM 
ATRASO ADMINISTRATIVO DE 80 ANOS DO CLUBE





AÇÕES DE 
MARKETING QUE SERVIRAM DE EXEMPLO PARA TODAS AS EQUIPES DO 
BRASIL









SEXTO MAIOR 
PATROCÍNIO DO MUNDO









ESTRUTURA 

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Eu estava há uns 3 dias fora do mercado de trabalho,
procurando me organizar para passar por este período com tranqüilidade e
acionar meu Networking na hora certa.



Não havia motivo para entrar em desespero uma vez que eu
estava bem preparado e capitalizado para enfrentar essa fase.



Como a grande maioria de pessoas que precisam voltar ao
mercado de trabalho , comecei minha busca me 
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A profissão mais antiga no mundo está em plena expansão nos
grandes centros.






 Cada vez mais homens em busca de diversão e agilidade na
obtenção de serviços sexuais procuram casas especializadas.





Atualmente, podemos dizer que um homem que diz nunca ter ido
a um puteiro, seja ele de qual categoria for, não é na realidade um homem.
Trata-se de São Paulino .



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Puxa
vida ... que legal falar sobre esse assunto ... mesmo porque eu dei uma
“mofada” bem de leve de uns tempos pra cá

  

Em
primeiro lugar, a definição:



Mofo
– é uma criatura embolorada, sistemática e, não menos importante, feliz por ser
vítima das imposições sócio-ambientais.







O
mofo está presente em todos os segmentos.



A
chance de seu 
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Tem coisas na vida que dispensam qualquer  Comentário.



O TURCA


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15:34h

Estava na companhia do meu amigo e novamente parceiro de Trabalho e registros de populares, Fernando Laranjeira.

Conversávamos sobre nossos afazeres quando a cerca de 1 km identificamos juntos uma das maiores JÓIAS de nosso Book de Personalidades de Meu Brasil.

O Exemplar estava atravessando a rua a passos largos “andando correndo”.





Com meus olhos molhados de 
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Essa foi a PIOR Copa do Mundo que vi na vida.









Qualidade técnica baixíssima, jogos horrorosos com jogadores que estavam mais preocupados em desfilar do que jogar e Juízes mais criminosos que a máfia Chinesa.







Kaká, Cristiano Ronaldo, Messi e Rooney são definitivamente uma FRAUDE do Futebol, construídos para venderem produtos do varejo e para serem garotos propagandas do MKT mundial
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Carioca e como boa carioca era feia e bem gostosa.

Tinha seríssimos problemas para se comunicar pois além do sotaque amaldiçoado, embaralhava tudo na hora de falar e bem cedo isso valeu à mesma o apelido de Profª. Do Snoopy. "Aquele personagem do famoso desenho que nunca apareceu, mas que ouvíamos a voz dela com frequência." ( Veja o vídeo)









No segundo 
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Ao Longo destes 4 anos de Blog do turca e quase 10.000 visitas adquiri alguns simpatizantes.



Um deles é da mesma região de onde tenho origem , acostumado com grandes incidentes à 



Bomba, atentados de grande e pequeno porte e mais um sobrevivente no mundo Corporativo.



Também possui a habilidade do " Dedo Nervoso" e escreve textos que arrancam o mal pela raiz.



É com grande satisfação e
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Como renomado profissional de Marketing, tenho observado com bastante atenção as novas tendências do mercado e fico impressionado com a criatividade e destreza de alguns profissionais situados no meio Evangélico.







O Público crente está cada vez mais exigente e a concorrência cruel e desleal oferecem Bênçãos cada vez mais baratas e em condições de pagamento mais atrativas.



Neste 
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O mundo esta em constante evolução, os equipamentos eletrônicos de hoje já são obsoletos amanhã, assim também ocorre com carros, serviços etc.





No mundo corporativo isso também acontece.



Aquele estereótipo do chamado Puxa Sacos que bajula seu chefe para obter alguma vantagem , já é coisa do passado.



Em um mercado cada vez mais exigente este tipo de Puxa Sacos é sodomizado pelos colegas
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Na data de ontem um amigo me contou uma história aterrorizante que me deixou com vontade de arrancar os pêlos pubianos com um alicate de cortar cutícula.





Trata-se da História do Sr. Damasceno.



Um Homem de aproximadamente 40 anos com uma vida normal, família , amigos e que pratica esportes , trabalha e tem uma vida social normal.







O que poucos sabem é que Damasceno carrega uma 
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Meu amigo , ainda nos dias de hoje com o mercado de trabalho tão competitivo se você não tiver “QI” você está totalmente desgraçado na vida. Fadado a empregos de pequeno porte seguindo carreiras “meketrefes” onde o máximo que conseguirá na vida é morar numa pequena casa de aluguel e comer miojo 4 vezes por semana.





O QI “ Quem indica” salvará sua vida mesmo que possa destruir a de outros.



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Os mais variados assuntos e pra todos os gostos.
Vamos recordar um pouco daqueles que fizeram parte da minha vida e de muitos e muitos da minha geração.
Vou ordenar de acordo com as minhas lembranças mais antigas,não há dúvidas que acabarei esquecendo de alguns.

Então, vamos lá !

CHIPS

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Qual devemos dar um mérito ?

Quem deve ser promovido ou demitido?

As empresas fazem de tudo para evitar demissões porque isso causa uma sequencia de episódios desastrosos.

1 – Você ficará com um a menos na equipe por no mínimo 2 meses;

2 – Aquele que chegar vai demorar 
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A Coleção completa do saudoso seriado dos ThunderCats.

Podendo reviver um pouco da minha infância que era regada a muita bolacha, videogame e vagabundagem de alto nível, fico aos sábados de manhã acompanhando a saga de Lion e seus companheiros contra os poderes do Mal.

Agora com mais raciocínio lógico e embasado, posso me dar ao 
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Desde cedo você aprende que precisa ter uma formação para chegar a algum lugar na vida.



Cresci assistindo meus primos mergulhados em livros e trabalhando sempre querendo mais.

É lógico que por essa influência segui o mesmo caminho. Fui um aluno exemplar até os 12 anos.

Quando entrei no Ginásio e Colégio já comecei a fazer parte da turma do fundo.

Eu me diverti muito nessa época, mas sempre
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Chega uma época na vida de um homem que ter um carro é muito mais que ter um meio de  locomoção.

O que você quer mesmo é ter STATUS no meio que vive. Isso se dá entre os 18 e 24 anos de idade pois é nesse período que ainda não nos preocupamos em pagar pensão alimentícia, conta de luz, IPTU ou Telefone.

Sua remuneração vai embora com despesas como Motéis, Puteiros, Bares, drogas e jogos de 
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Eu precisava ganhar dinheiro. Tinha uma dívida de faculdade alta pra pagar e tinha que ser um emprego que pagasse bem, mesmo que eu odiasse o que faria.
Bem, apareceu um Banco Espanhol na minha Frente. Eu iria bater de porta em porta oferecendo contas correntes pra todo mundo. Um verdadeiro SACO.

Meu Coordenador na época era o Waltão. Um 
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Quando criança você sonha para que seu pai possa ter o carro mais legal entre os pais de seus amigos.
Andar no banco da frente era uma grande vitória e você saia tirando onda com todo mundo da rua.
No meu caso isso NUNCA aconteceu. Meu pai tinha um FUSCA PRATA.
A salvação então era o meu avô.
Ele tinha um FUSCA BRANCO.
Bem, neste 
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"No popular, todos tentamos, na medida do possível, evitar que nossos nomes caiam “em boca de Matilde”. Sabe Deus porque escolheram justamente o nome Matilde para simbolizar as fofoqueiras. Coitadas das matildes que vivem neste mundo, que injustiça! Mas o certo é que, “cair em boca de matilde”, desde os tempos dos nossos tataravós é sinônimo de estar literalmente na boca do povo. Um lugar nada 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/atrIQ1YdqoVaZRYtm6VuTIi74V8/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/atrIQ1YdqoVaZRYtm6VuTIi74V8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BlogDoTurca/~4/PnR_hCeggNY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://blogdoturca.blogspot.com/2010/01/verdadeira-historia-de-boca-de-matildes.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkIBQX0yeyp7ImA9WxBXEUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3037982433412511679.post-1910989940311597993</id><published>2010-01-21T15:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T16:02:30.393-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-01-21T16:02:30.393-08:00</app:edited><title>TURCA NOSTRADAMUS !</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blogdoturca.blogspot.com/feeds/1910989940311597993/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://blogdoturca.blogspot.com/2010/01/turca-nostradamus.html#comment-form" title="1 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3037982433412511679/posts/default/1910989940311597993?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3037982433412511679/posts/default/1910989940311597993?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BlogDoTurca/~3/RQwktkJN3Yw/turca-nostradamus.html" title="TURCA NOSTRADAMUS !" /><author><name>O TURCA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09664092158988093207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-50LX39v8JLo/TvJb7vDGr-I/AAAAAAAAAn8/aAuZttgkxAY/s220/Blog%2Bdo%2BTurca%2B02.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jyvzMJjGE0k/S1jqb5tjUWI/AAAAAAAAAT4/JtQlRwTcJwE/s72-c/nabo.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">Há pouco mais de um ano atrás eu escrevi texto sobre uma visão que tive sobre o futuro de duas grandes empresas que iniciavam uma linda parceria.O Texto original é de 05/11/2008. Leiam a impressionante profecia realizada ._____________________________________________________________________Essa noite eu sonhei que duas grandes empresas do setor de leguminosos do Brasil se uniram para formar o 
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