The Return of the Killer Windaloo!

Last entry was time ago when Mooses signed the contract for The Apartment. Living there now and if I'd tell you all about the local Amsterdam Idiot who was recommended to do the renovation, you´d become bored.  But on the other hand, I live now in an admirably central Amsterdam house, top floor with the infamous one-day-to-come terrace on the roof. Goddess, give me money to make it nice!

In the Meanwhile back at the Ranch

Got together with some blokes by the SixStars last night. The Wicked Witch from the East has managed to hump his Lady seriously again and expecting yet another cradle-event in the family. It likely is his. Happy thing, but think: bloke will race with his 20 year old latest born on Harley Davidson while he is on Harley Parkinson himself.

Something about English accent

Last years have been sad for young Britons - and Europeans in the Contact Centers in general. (worked in one, so forget reacting back like I wouldn't know). All those youngsters who got a crash-course in computer - printer - hotel - insurance - communication - technology - bullshit and a promise of a decent salary, and never ending career opportunities by just following a call script asking not to call a total time-waster callers morons even if they deserve it - are being off-shored!

<--- "Would you prefer to call our English HelpLine, sir?"

India shook the European contact center balance by de-employing our youngsters. But the English Speaking world community fought back! We do not like Indian Accent but at the local takeaway! You make marvellous Curry and we invented the Windaloo to honour your inputs!

So we file a general complaint about the dialect. Dammit, we are the English Speaking World Community! Finnish, French, Spanish, German, Hungarian (add more) accents in English are fine because we are comfortable with European kitchen. Goulash is the DayDish in the local supermarket more often than Biryani. Proves our point, does it not?

If you want, press...


European Companies cherish the diversity of smoking-is-allowed-and-kids-are-trained-at-home culture and allow all dialects to flourish. Potatoes equal Earth Apples. Mooses likes Peruna. May there be Choice! Imagine being English, calling for help with your home computer (likely not Mac but some crap running Vista) and the first choice is the dialect:

If you want to be helped in English with German accent, press 1
If you want to be helped in English with French accent, press 2
If you want to be helped in English with Spanish accent, press 3
If you want to be helped in English with Turkish accent, press 4
If you want to test and report on our English accent, press 5 and we connected you to our English HelpDesk.

Goulash --->

If you want to be helped in English with no accent, dial our English HelpDesk. Dialing numbers can be found at xxx.com. Our English HelpDesk has no clue what you are talking about, but no accent either. Calls are charged GBP 1,30 per min. to finance our Windaloo, Gulash and Bombay.

For any other accents, press 9. Our personnel will try to cope with you being a total time-waster and not call you a moron.

Mooses says: Finnish Carelian accent in English is Heavenly!

Mooses is in Love with a Roof Terrace!
...facing serious financial ball-in-chain years until he becomes 70.


After one and a half year of active searching, it finally appeared - a cool top floor apartment with an apallingly large roof terrace. (Some of the Luels who saw some pics today asked if I had bought a parking lot on a roof... No I have not, it has a toilet as well!) And it carries a price tag a mortal person actually can afford. Call me a Prissy Princess or just a Fancy Fruitcake but never claim that Master Mooses has no patience!

For a selected and very fortunate individuals, there might be a possibility for an invitation to a Queen's Day Roof Party this coming spring. Keep on flattering me, you Schmucks! :o=))) Additionally, Iero comes! Holy Holiday is turning into a Finnish Party with a potential of male-dominated eating and drinking feast balanced with female Mental Expertise in Day and Night Wear. (Nothing wrong with such venues, though.)

How about your X-Mas, Opossums? Tell me!

Mooses says: If you never lived beyond your financial capacity, you never felt like living!

How do you make Iero Come?

Mooses was confronted with a mystery last night. It was the 6th of December, the Independence Day of Finland. After a two day training about negotiation techniques, he decided to do some telephone terrorism and call my friends in the Cold North. Mooses wanted to test his BATNA, Iero being one of the victims.

<--- Batna, Algeria: " Batna has little to offer in itself, in fact most parts of it is terribly ugly, with endless cheap apartment blocks."

All went along the usual tracks but the Global Warming had kept the surroundings there snow-less and general murkiness seemed to be the guiding light - or lack of it. Grmpfl! But along the lines, this bigger-than-life-mystery arose: how can you make Iero come?

Being an internationally known travel advisor Mooses says: do not go to Finland during winter time if there is no snow! People are not on a good mood and the scenery is devastatingly grey.

While waiting for the X-Mas, I want to start an online questionneer: all are welcome to answer - use the comment possibility here. The question is:

Actually how do you make Iero come?

Do not ask what/who Iero is, just use your imagination and suggest various ways of doing it. Mooses guarantees that Iero gets all the suggestions - uncensored!

Mooses says: Iero may eventually come or come not. Iero is blessed.

Goddess Bless, Life is Good!

Just landed home from an Ukranian Birthday Party arranged by Nadia in AMS North. Brilliant! Met an old friend, talked nonsense and on the way home, redecorated the living room of a couple of heteros. Enjoyed the presence of the White Rabbit and in my black suit, made impression to the shabby crowd. And the Lady of Honour got a necklace every man would like to see her wearing, only...

But hey, a totally nutcase and hilariously funny friend of Mooses wants to become the first Finnish Astronaut. Mooses blesses him! Fly, Sami, fly! To give the story a bit more body, please have a look at Frogthroat here.

Sami has promised that Mooses, being the second contributor, can have the Boxer Shorts he is wearing on the flight. Mooses will get a Crystal Box made for them and people will travel long distances to admire that relic. Mooses will sell tickets...

<--- Mausoleum for Sami's Boxer Shorts

Moose says: Send Sami to Space!