Natural networking

Category: Make-up worldtravel diary — Author: Alexander, @ May 31, 2010, 6:08 pm
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Where were we.. oh in Serbia, right.
It was late in the afternoon when my brother asked: “Where is Ger?”

“In his bed, sleeping I think, why?”
“Again? But he’s been sleeping a whole day, is there something wrong with him?”
“You shouldn’t give him rakija for breakfast anymore. He’s not used to it. We don’t have rakija’s for breakfast in Netherlands either you know… How many did he have this morning?”
“I think 3 or 4 shots when we woke up, not that much I guess.”
“True, it’s not much, but he was also partying with me in pub a whole night long, last night, so he doesn’t need that much.”
“Oh well, was just wondering if he’ll come out of his bed for a dinner.”
“If you don’t wake him up I don’t think he’ll come out of bed on his own.. On the other hand, he’s not a kid, he knows where to find the fridge when he wakes up, so I suggest we let him sleep. He obviously needs it.”

Despite my advice, my family kept feeding Ger with rakija and Jelen pivo in the mornings and whole days long, so from our 7 days in Serbia, Ger spent two days in bed, being ill. Which I find embarassing. And it’s also a little bit dangerous too - and could damage my WTA reputation badly.

Just imagine newspapers heads, like: “World Traveling Artist’ Dutch friend dies of alcohol intoxication in Serbia!”
How cool would that be, hmm?!

And don’t look at me like that now! I’m already accused of being a gay.. many times. :-(

Ger drinking Jelen pivo.

… with my brother Zoran.

Damir, Branka’s future husband and Ger drinking pivo as well.

Ger, my cousin Stefan (on the right) and Stefan’s friend, left in picture… drinking much more pivo’s.

Duska and Ger, socializing.

For now I won’t call it a horror scenario, as I rather prefer to think positive.

For instance, the fact I named Ger my “assistant” and gave him even a set of his own business cards, started pure as a joke. I however soon discovered he’s born networker. More then half of our business cards are already gone, in less then a month and half.. while I personly gave away not more then two of my cards in total, and it’s because two women asked me to, otherwise I’d give it to nobody.. he’s dealing them like a robot.

Simply networking

Boy.. you got to see him in action. He spreads our business cards even among my friends, who know more or less everything about me already.
Like on Sipke’s Bollywood party recently:

Me: Ger, what the hell you think you’re doing?
Ger: Giving people our cards. Why?
Me: It ain’t necessary, Sipke already knows who I am and what I do - and above of all, it’s his party.
Ger: It won’t harm if I do.. you know what my friend, I’ll just put them right there on table where people can see them, so they can take them self if they want.. How ’bout that?
Me: I can’t stop you, can I?
Ger: Hahaha, no mate you can’t.

… let alone networking in pubs and among the people I’ve never met. Frankly, in our little gray city, where he knows everybody, he also talks to everybody. He’s natural (born) talent in social networking. Simply creating networks with a friend and the enemy. Like a wh0re.