Melita Mobile pt2

This is what Melita Mobile promised in order to lure you






But the truth is this - just six days after Melita Mobile launched:

FRIDAY, 6TH FEBRUARY 2009

No. 0179


NOTICE BY THE CONSUMER AND COMPETITION DIVISION


The Consumer and Competition Division wishes to inform the general public
that the advertisement and the promotion in relation to the new mobile
service launched by Melita plc would appear to contain elements that might
potentially mislead consumers.

Advertisements state that the rates are "Up to 30% cheaper". The situation
that a full minute is charged for a call lasting even a few seconds for the
first minute would seem to lend itself to confusion from the part of
consumers. This would eventually lead the consumer to take a transactional
decision which he would not have taken otherwise.

The note in small print that "Calls are on a per second basis after the
first minute" does not to seem to be clear enough for the average consumer
to take an informed decision. This matter is currently being investigated
by the Division.

Melita Mobile what a big fu** up

Well finally, Melita Cable has launched the mobile service, but even if they are claiming a 30% discount, one has to look at the small print before you commit yourself because this is just a marketing ploy which Melita Cable are so famous for.

If you are a Vodafone or a Go user you might say that on average I pay 32cents per minute to use my mobile phone to call. Yes you are right but you have to bear in mind that Melita Cable will be charging you a full charge for the first minute whereas if you use Vodafone or Go you are charged by the second, so that means that if you call using Melita mobile for just 30 seconds which is the average call length you will be charged a full 23 cents by Melita Mobile whereas Vodafone or Go will only charge you 16 cents so that is the best well planned trick that I’ve heard of lately and that doesn’t put Melita Mobile as the cheapest so be careful before you do any changes

And the winner of the best beer advert is.......‏

life is like...

Flying

Once upon a time there was a little boy who was raised in an orphanage. The little boy had always wished that he could fly like a bird. It was very difficult for him to understand why he could not fly.

There were birds at the zoo that were much bigger than he, and they could fly
"Why can't I?" he thought. "Is there something wrong with me?" he wondered.

There was another little boy who was crippled. He had always wished that he could walk
and run like other little boys and girls.

"Why can't I be like them?" he thought.

One day the little orphan boy who had wanted to fly like a bird ran away from the orphanage.
He came upon a park where he saw the little boy who could not walk or run playing in the
sandbox. He ran over to the little boy and asked him if he had ever wanted to fly like a bird.

"No," said the little boy who could not walk or run. "But I have wondered what it would be
like to walk and run like other boys and girls."

"That is very sad”, said the little boy who wanted to fly. "Do you think we could be friends?"
he said to the little boy in the sandbox.

"Sure." said the little boy. The two little boys played for hours. They made sand castles
and made really funny sounds with their mouths. Sounds, which made them laugh,
real hard. Then the little boy's father came with a wheelchair to pick up his son.
The little boy who had always wanted to fly ran over to the boy's father and
whispered something into his ear.

"That would be OK," said the man.

The little boy who had always wanted to fly like a bird ran over to his new friend and said,
"You are my only friend and I wish that there was something that I could do to make
you walk and run like other little boys and girls. But I can't. But there is something that I can do for you."

The little orphan boy turned around and told his new friend to slide up onto his back.
He then began to run across the grass. Faster and faster he ran, carrying the little crippled boy
on his back. Faster and harder he ran across the park. Harder and harder he made his legs travel.
Soon the wind just whistled across the two little boys' faces.

The little boy's father began to cry as he watched his beautiful little crippled son flapping
his arms up and down in the wind, all the while yelling at the top of his voice, "I'M FLYING, DADDY. I'M FLYING!"

Nuts...

On the outskirts of a small town, there was a big, old pecan tree just inside the cemetery fence.

One day, two boys filled up a bucketful of nuts and sat down by the tree, out of sight, and began
dividing the nuts. "One for you, one for me. One for you, one for me," said one boy. Several
dropped and rolled down toward the fence.

Another boy came riding along the road on his bicycle. As he passed, he thought he heard
voices from inside the cemetery. He slowed down to investigate. Sure enough, he heard,
"One for you, one for me. One for you, one for me." He just knew what it was. He jumped
back on his bike and rode off. Just around the bend he met an old man with a cane, hobbling
along. "Come here quick," said the boy, "you won't believe what I heard!" "Satan and the Lord
are down at the cemetery dividing up the souls."

The man said, "Beat it kid, can't you see it's hard for me to walk." When the boy insisted though,
the man hobbled slowly to the cemetery. Standing by the fence they heard, "One for you,
one for me, One for you, one for me."

The old man whispered, "Boy, you've been tellin' me the truth." "Let's see if we can see the Lord.
" Shaking with fear, they peered through the fence, yet were still unable to see anything.
The old man and the boy gripped the wrought iron bars of the fence tighter and tighter
as they tried to get a glimpse of the Lord.

At last they heard, "One for you, one for me . . . That's all. Now let's go get those nuts by the fence and we'll be done."

They say the old man made it back to town a full 5 minutes ahead of the kid on the bike . . .

My GIrl is here she is pretty and black

Finally I can post that my Baby girl is here and if you feel like it you can see the pics on the following link :) Here name is Stella...

http://www.vespaonline.it/gallery/v/gal ... ti/codama/

Still no news

Still no news from ADT, I was thinking of paying a visit to the fish farm I might find it there attached to the nets....

Bureaucratic Malta…Having problems to get my baby boy...is it because he is black?

As mentioned in an earlier entry, I've made a deposit of 100 euro on a new scooter and I believe out of the 27 countries that make the EU we are the only country(except Italy) that in order to get or do something we have to go thru a pile of papers to be able to get what we request.

I went to the dealer this morning to get the chassis and engine number so I can insure this little thing (Insurance another pile of question and loads of signed papers) and funnily enough he told me that there is a problem with your bike. He told me, I have 60 of this machine all stuck at bonds and guess what the reason is for the vehicle being held is? ADT and Maltese way of working out things. At first I thought he was taking the piss as I had a similar experience with another salesman who has given my car to another client, but that’s another story. This scooter is build outside Europe but it has an European built low emission engine which is certified Euro 3 compliant but the little genies at ADT don't believe the certificates and have to check the engine themselves and that means that will take at least another 3-4 weeks before they can come up with any results if they ever come up with one. So these leaves me wondering what kind of service we are getting from the civil servants which I believe are just obeying orders or trying to find a way to get something (euro) extra for going the extra mile…

PS: this particular scooter has been sold allover europe (especially in Italy) since March 2008!!!

This is a handy guide

This is a handy guide that should be as common as a driver's license in the wallet of every husband, boyfriend, or significant other!!

DANGEROUS: What's for dinner?
SAFER: Can I help you with dinner?
SAFEST: Where would you like to go for dinner
ULTRA-SAFE: Here, have some chocolate

DANGEROUS: Are you wearing that?
SAFER: Gee, you look good in brown.
SAFEST: WOW! Look at you!
ULTRA-SAFE: Here, have some chocolate

DANGEROUS: What are you so worked up about?
SAFER: Could we be overreacting?
SAFEST: Here's fifty dollars
ULTRA-SAFE: Here, have some chocolate

DANGEROUS: Should you be eating that?
SAFER: You know, there are a lot of apples left
SAFEST: Can I get you a glass of wine with that?
ULTRA-SAFE: Here, have some chocolate

DANGEROUS: What did you do all day?
SAFER: I hope you didn't overdo it today.
SAFEST: I've always loved you in that robe!
ULTRA-SAFE: Here, have some more chocolate.

So.... remember: Money talks ....
but chocolate sings!

a simple thing which probably never goes out of fashion...

A magic carpet for two, a car with two wheels, a passport to modernity. A common passion that attracts people of all ilks and warps.

As they say - "a car is transport, a motorcycle is fun, but a scooter is a Roman holiday on wheels."...I'm expecting a new baby boy and he is black!...

Father's Day...

There's an English proverb that goes: "One father is worth more than a hundred schoolmasters."

Fathers can teach their children many important lessons. Father's Day is Sunday, June 15, and it brings to mind some of the valuable lessons I learned from my father,

TRUST is the most important five-letter word in business and in life. When I was only eight years old, he said: "Son, would you like to learn a lesson that might save your life some day?"
"Sure I would, Dad," I answered.
"Just slide down the banister and I'll catch you," he urged.
I slid ... and landed on the carpet. As I dusted myself off, he announced, "Never trust anyone completely. Keep your eyes open and your wits about you."

My father also taught me that the big name on the door doesn't mean a thing. You have to know who the decision makers are.

After a motor bike accident that landed me in bed for 30 days, he told me, "You can take any amount of pain as long as you know it's going to end."

My father taught me many more life lessons, among them:
• They don't pay off on effort . . . they pay off on results.
• No one ever choked to death swallowing his pride.
• He who burns his bridges better be a damn good swimmer.
• Education is like exercise. As soon as you quit you begin to lose the benefits.
• It's hard to soar like an eagle when you're dressed like a turkey.
• If you win say little. If you lose say less.
• We are judged by what we finish, not by what we start.

Moral: One person can make all the difference in the world—a father, for example.

ET made contact with home...

Guess who’s back?,

Well guys and gals ‘s been long since I have scribbled some hsara tal-gurnata, and as you can see that not only my main blog was left unattended but even my other niche blogs. A lot has been going on and since I was away from our little island(in Cyprus...pictures coming soon), I had to master a new job, having my mind working overtime to design and finish my house (a new blog is in the pipeline for that called ho2ho which does not stand for what you’re thinking but it’s from a house to home) and having a hopeless internet connection, the first thing to suffer had to be the blogs. But now I’m back fully fledged and ready to share most of it :).

I have to thank Sandro Vella for nominating my blogs and for being one of the few who promotes the Maltese Blogs…THANK YOU SANDRO

Troodos Mountains on 1st of April :) pt1

ET call home... telefono caaaaaaaaaaaasa

GOOD EVENING THIS IS CYPRUS CALLING..THESE ARE THE RESULTS OF THE CYPRIOT JURY...:)

IN CYPRUS FOR ALMOST 2 MONTHS BUT I'LL BE BACK SOON :)

I try to keep you updated about this pretty country as much as possible