Top 10 Handshake types

The Top 10 Handshake types and what they reveal about you & your clients.

1. Sweaty Palms – When a person is nervous their sympathetic nervous system often becomes overactive, sometimes resulting in sweaty palms. Do what you can to put this individual at ease.

2. Dead Fish - Indifferent handshakes that feel like the person has no bones in their hand often indicate a passive or reserved personality. This handshake ranks as the number two least favored. Individuals with this type of clasp are generally not people-focused. Knowing this, you can tailor your presentation to de-emphasize the people aspect and focus more on the mechanical or thing-focused benefits. Exceptions to this rule might be musicians and surgeons whose livelihood depends on sensitive hands and who are therefore reluctant to open up to a bone crusher.

3. Brush Off – This handshake type is a quick grasp and then a release that feels like your hand being shoved aside. This handshake is a statement of "it's my turf and my agenda that matters, yours doesn't." Listen first to what the person wants before talking about your ideas for them.

4. Controller – You feel your hand being pulled toward the person or strongly guided in a different direction, perhaps towards a chair. People who do this are controllers. This means they want to dominate any inanimate or animate object in the room (and that would include you). If your goals are different than theirs there may be challenges ahead. Do more listening than talking and see if you can find common ground so these individuals can control the situation toward your sired objective.

5. Politician – Your hand is firmly grasped as in a normal handshake. However, their other hand may cover yours or be placed on your forearm or shoulder. Unless the two of you are good friends, this is a form of false sincerity. The person is attempting to communicate that the two of you have a deeper relationship than you actually have. After receiving this kind of handshake, I recommend you check your pockets or purse to see if anything is missing. Similarly, be cautious about relying on this person's word for anything and be attentive in your dealings with them.

6. Finger Vice – When someone grabs your fingers and not your entire hand it is meant to keep you at a distance. These people are often insecure. If they also crush your fingers they are adding a show of personal power, which is also designed to keep you at a distance or at least create some fear of challenging them. I wouldn't recommend becoming submissive; however it will serve your purpose to be somewhat deferential to them.

7. Bone Crusher – The message of squeezing your hand until you cringe is clearly designed to intimidate you. Even when the person may not know how strong they are, there is still a message of intimidation and power behind the grip. You don't have to pretend to be a wimp with them, and, in fact, they may respond positively to you if you present yourself with strength. Just don't get into a hand-squeezing contest when you shake because then it becomes a competition and even if you win, you'll lose.

8. Lobster Claw – Like the claw of a lobster, the other person's thumb and fingers touch the palm of your hand. The person doing this fears connecting at a deep level and may have challenges building relationships. Take your time. Allow them to open up at their own pace. As they become more comfortable with you their handshake may actually change. Once they fully accept you, they can become a client for life.

9. Hand Wrestler – Your hand is taken normally and then twisted under the other person's. This is usually done aggressively. Be very careful in your own presentation as this person is absolutely committed to being on top, regardless of what they say they want.

10. Teacup – This handshake feels normal except that there is no palm-to-palm contact. The other person's palm is cupped, like a teacup. This handshake indicates that the person is hiding something from you. It might just be a serious case of shyness or it could be something more substantial. Always check for missing information when working with this individual.

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Men Are Just Happier People-- What do you expect from such simple creatures?

Your last name stays put. The garage is all yours. Wedding plans take care
of themselves. Chocolate is just another snack. You can never be pregnant.
You can wear a white T-shirt to a water park. You can wear NO shirt to a
water park. Car mechanics tell you the truth. The world is your urinal. You
never have to drive to another gas station restroom because this one is just
too icky. You don't have to stop and think of which way to turn a nut on a
bolt. Same work, more pay. Wrinkles add character. Wedding dress $5000. Tux
rental-$100. People never stare at your chest when you're talking to them.
New shoes don't cut, blister, or mangle your feet. One mood all the time.

Phone conversations are over in 30 seconds flat. You know stuff about tanks.
A five-day vacation requires only one suitcase. You can open all your own
jars. You get extra credit for the slightest act of thoughtfulness. If
someone forgets to invite you, he or she can still be your friend.

Your underwear is $8.95 for a three-pack. Three pairs of shoes are more than
enough. You are unable to see wrinkles in your clothes. Everything on your
face stays its original color. The same hairstyle lasts for years, maybe
decades. You only have to shave your face and neck.

You can play with toys all your life. One wallet and one color for all
seasons. You can wear shorts no matter how your legs look. You can 'do' your
nails with a pocket knife. You have freedom of choice concerning growing a
mustache. You can do Christmas shopping for 25 relatives on December 24 in
25 minutes.

No wonder men are happier.

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An Appeal

HARA PATTANAIK is a well known celebrity of the Oriya film industry. We all have viewed and appreciated his works on celluloid over the years. He has stunned us by his performances in a negative role as well as entertained us by his directorial ventures. He has always enchanted us by his creative skills.
Today, this showman who has added colours to our lives through cinema is facing a major catastrophe. He is suffering from Chronic Myelogenous Leukemia (CML) which is a form of BLOOD CANCER. He is under treatment now. The treatments include chemo therapy, bone marrow transplantation (BMT), and many other expensive life saving medicines. The total treatment will cost 50 to 60 Lakhs. He is in need of our help and support.
This is an earnest appeal to all Oriyas, film lovers and fans of HARA PATTANAIK to extend their helping hands at this moment of crisis. It is our prayers, blessings and financial contributions of any sort that will save him. We would never want to lose this enigma who has a lot more to do for the growth of the Oriya film industry. We want to see him back on the silver screen making us laugh, cry and applaud. Let us join hands and do all that we can for the improvement of his health. Kindly contribute with all your heart. Every little gesture of help and every single prayer shall make a difference. After all, drops of water make an ocean.

Click here to read more and donate - http://helpharapattanaik.fullorissa.com/

Labels: charity work, Hara Pattanaik, movies, Oriya

A mother's love

This is from an email -

There were so many touching stories from the earthquake. I cried
so many times watching the news coverage in the past week. But this
forward from a friend has to rank as one of the most touching. As a salute
to this mom, I have translated the original into English, so my
non-Chinese-speaking friends could read it, and pass it around, too. It's
a story that should not stay only within the Chinese community.

When rescuers found her, she was already dead, crushed by the collapsed
house. Through gaps in the rubbles, they could see her posture.

Kneeling on both knees, her entire upper body bent forward, held up by her
two hands pressed against the ground, as if performing the ceremonial bow
in an ancient ritual. Except, her body had been compressed out of shape
and looked somewhat eerie.

A rescuer extended his hand through a gap and confirmed her death. He
called out to her, and tapped on the bricks with his shaft, but received no
response.

As the team walked toward next building, the squad leader suddenly turned
back, yelling as he ran, "Come quick!" He came to her remains, labored to
maneuver his hand under her body, searching.

He called out following some rummaging, "There's someone, a child, still
alive."

With some effort, rescuers carefully removed the debris burying her, found
her child lying beneath her, bundled in a little red blanket decorated with
yellow flower prints. He was about 3-4 months old.

Shielded by his mother's body , he was totally unharmed, sleeping
peacefully as he was brought out. His soundly asleep face warmed the
hearts of all rescuers on the scene.

As the rescue team's doctor unbundled the blanket to examine the baby, he
discovered a mobile phone tucked into the blanket. He subconsciously looked
at the display, found there was a SMS message.

"My Dear Baby, If you were to stay alive, you must remember that I love
you." No stranger to the pain and sorrow brought by death, the doctor
nonetheless wept at this moment. The cell phone was passed around, every
person who read the message wept.

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Kenya sings for India

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4 mins. The video

This song can be remixed into a more deadlier version...thank God finally there is a good song.


(Timbaland:)
I'm outta time and all I got is 4 minutes
(8x)
Come on
Yeah
Break down
Come on

(Madonna:)
Come on boy
I've been waiting for somebody
To pick up my stroll

(Justin:)
Well don't waste time
Give me a sign
Tell me how you wanna roll

(Madonna:)
I want somebody to speed it up for me
Then take it down slow
There's enough room for both

(Justin:)
Well, I can handle that
You just gotta show me where it's at
Are you ready to go
(Are you ready to go)

(Madonna & Justin:)
If you want it
You already got it
If you thought it
It better be what you want
If you feel it
It must be real just
Say the word and imma give you what you want

(Madonna & Justin:)
Time is waiting
We only got 4 minutes to save the world
No hesitating
Grab a boy
Grab a girl
Time is waiting
We only got 4 minutes to save the world
No hesitating
We only got 4 minutes, 4 minutes

(Madonna & Justin:)
Keep it up, keep it up, don't be a pri, hey
Madonna, uh
You gotta get in line, hop
Tick tock tick tock tick tock
That's right, keep it up, keep it up, don't be a pri, hey
Madonna, uh
You gotta get in line, hop
Tick tock tick tock tick tock

(Madonna:)
Sometimes I think what I need is a you intervention, yeah

(Justin:)
And you know I can tell that you like it
And that it's good, by the way that you move, ooh, hey

(Madonna:)
The road to hell is paved with good intentions, yeah

(Justin:)
But if I die tonight
At least I can say I did what I wanted to do
Tell me, how bout you?

(Madonna & Justin:)
If you want it
You already got it
If you thought it
It better be what you want
If you feel it
It must be real just
Say the word and imma give you what you want

(Madonna & Justin:)
Time is waiting
We only got 4 minutes to save the world
No hesitating
Grab a boy
Grab a girl
Time is waiting
We only got 4 minutes to save the world
No hesitating
We only got 4 minutes, 4 minutes

(Madonna & Justin:)
Keep it up, keep it up, don't be a pri, hey
Madonna, uh
You gotta get in line, hop
Tick tock tick tock tick tock
That's right, keep it up, keep it up, don't be a pri, hey
Madonna, uh
You gotta get in line, hop
Tick tock tick tock tick tock

(Timbaland:)
Breakdown
Yeah
(tick tock tick tock tick tock)
Yeah, uh huh
(tick tock tick tock tick tock)
I only got 4 minutes to save the world

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The Breast Cancer site

Please tell ten friends to tell ten today! The Breast Cancer site is having trouble getting enough people to click on their site daily to meet their quota of donating at least one free mammogram a day to an underprivileged woman. It takes less than a minute to go to their site and click on 'donating a mammogram' for free (pink window in the middle).

This doesn't cost you a thing. Their corporate sponsors /advertisers use the number of daily visits to donate mammogram in exchange for advertising.

Here's the web site! Pass it along to people you know.

http://www.thebreastcancersite.com/

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Olympic Speech

President Bush is rehearsing his speech for the Beijing 2008
Olympic Games.

He begins his remarks with "Ooo! Ooo! Ooo! Ooo! Ooo!"

Immediately his speech writer rushes over and whispers in the
President's ear: "Mr. President, those are the Olympic rings. Your
speech is underneath!"

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Spaghetti

For 2 years a man was having an affair with an
Italian woman.

One night, she confided in him that she was
pregnant. Not wanting to ruin his reputation
or his marriage, He paid her a large sum of
money if she would go to Italy to secretly have
the child. If she stayed in Italy to raise the child,
he would also provide child support until the child
turned 18.

She agreed, but asked how he would know when the
baby was born. To keep it discrete, he told her to
simply mail him a post card, and write 'Spaghetti'
on the back. He would then arrange for the child
support payments to begin.

One day, about 9 months later, he came home to his
confused wife.
'Honey!,' she said, 'you received a very strange
post card today.'
'Oh, just give it to me and I'll explain it
later,' he said. The wife obeyed and watched as
her husband read the card, turned white,
and fainted.

On the card was written:
Spaghetti, Spaghetti, Spaghetti, Spaghetti, Spaghetti. Three with meatballs, two without. Send extra sauce.'

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Deadlock?

Boss said to secretary: For a week we will go abroad,
so make arrangement.

Secretary make call to Husband: For a week my boss and
I will be going abroad, you look after yourself.

Husband make call to secret lover: My wife is going
abroad for a week, so lets spend the week together.

Secret lover make call to small boy whom she is giving
private tution: I have work for a week, so you need
not come for class.

Small boy make call to his grandfather: Grandpa, for a
week I don't have class 'coz my teacher is busy. Lets
spend the week together.

Grandpa make call to his secretary: This week I am
spending my time with my grandson. We cannot attend
that meeting.

Secretary make call to her husband: This week my boss
has some work, we cancelled our trip.

Husband make call to secret lover: We cannot spend
this week together, my wife has cancelled her trip.

Secret lover make call to small boy whom she is giving
private tution: This week we will have class as usual.

Small boy make call to his grandfather: Grandpa, my
teacher said this week I have to attend class. Sorry I
can't give you company.

Grandpa make call to his secretary: Don't worry this
week we will attend that meeting, so make arrangement .

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Happy

Can you hear me?

A man feared his wife wasn't hearing as well as she used to and he thought
she might need a hearing aid.
Not quite sure how to approach her, he called the family Doctor to
discuss the problem. The Doctor told him
there is a simple informal test the husband could perform to give the
Doctor a better idea about her hearing loss.
Here's what you do,' said the Doctor, 'stand about 40 feet away from
her, and in a normal conversational speaking tone see if she hears
you. If not, go to 30 feet, then 20 feet, and s o on until you get a
response.'
That evening, the wife is in the kitchen cooking dinner, and he was
in the den. He says to himself, 'I'm about 40 feet away, let's see
what happens.' Then in a normal tone he asks, 'Honey, what's for
dinner?'
No response.
So the husband moves to closer to the kitchen, about 30 feet from his
wife and repeats, 'Honey, what's for dinner?'
Still no response.
Next he moves into the dining room where he is about 20 feet from his
wife and asks, Honey what's for dinner?'
Again he gets no response so,
He walks up to the kitchen door, about 10 feet away. 'Honey, what's
for dinner?'
Again there is no response.
So he walks right up behind her. 'Honey, what's for dinner?'
'James, for the FIFTH time I've said, CHICKEN!'

Moral of the story:
The problem may not be with the other person as we always think, could be very much within us..!

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This is the summation of all chain emails you can receive in a year :-P

I just want to thank all of you for your educational emails over the past year.

Thanks to you, I no longer open a public bathroom door without using a paper

towel.

I can't use the remote in a hotel room because I don't know what the last person

was doing while flipping through the adult movie channels.

I can't sit down on the hotel bedspread because I can only imagine what has

happened on it since it was last washed.

I can't enjoy lemon slices in my tea or on my seafood anymore because lemon peels

have been found to contain all kinds of nasty germs including feces.

I have trouble shaking hands with someone who has been driving because the number

one pass-time while driving alone is picking your nose (Although cell phone usage

may be taking the number one spot)

Eating a Little Debbie sends me on a guilt trip because I can only imagine how

many gallons of trans fats I have consumed over the years.

I can't touch any woman's purse for fear she has placed it on the floor of a

public bathroom. Yuck!

I must send my special thanks to whoever sent me the one about poop in the glue on

envelopes because I now have to use a wet sponge with every envelope that needs

sealing.

Also, now I have to scrub the top of every can I open for the same reason.

I no longer have any savings because I gave it to a sick girl (Penny Brown) who is

about to die in the hospital for the 1,387,258th time.

I no longer have any money at all, but that will change once I receive the $15,000

that Bill Gates/Microsoft and AOL are sending me for participating in their

special e-mail program.

I no longer worry about my soul because I have 363,214 angels looking out for me,

and St. Theresa's novena has granted my every wish.

I no longer eat KFC because their chickens are actually horrible mutant freaks

with no eyes or feathers.

I no longer use cancer-causing deodorants even though I smell like a water buffalo

on a hot day.

Thanks to you, I have learned that my prayers only get answered if I forward an

email to seven of my friends and make a wish within five minutes.

Because of your concern I no longer drink Coca Cola because it can remove toilet

stains.

I no longer can buy gasoline without taking someone along to watch the car so a

serial killer won't crawl in my back seat when I'm pumping gas.

I no longer drink Pepsi or Dr Pepper since the people who make these products are

atheists who refuse to put 'Under God' on their cans.

I no longer use Saran wrap in the microwave because it causes cancer.

And thanks for letting me know I can't boil a cup of water in the microwave

anymore because it will blow up in my face...disfiguring me for life.

I no longer check the coin return on pay phones because I could be pricked with a

needle infected with AIDS.

I no longer go to shopping malls because someone will drug me with a perfume

sample and rob me.

I no longer receive packages from UPS or FedEx since they are actually Al Qaeda

in disguise.

I no longer shop at Target since they are French and don't support our American

troops or the Salvation Army.

I no longer answer the phone because someone will ask me to dial a number for

which I will get a phone bill with calls to Jamaica , Uganda& nbsp;, Singapore

and Uzbekistan .

I no longer buy expensive cookies from Neiman Marcus since I now have their

recipe.

Thanks to you, I can't use anyone's toilet but mine because a big brown African

spider is lurking under the seat to cause me instant death when it bites my butt.

And thanks to your great advice, I can't ever pick up $5.00 dropped in the parking

lot because it probably was placed there by a sex molester waiting underneath my

car to grab my leg.

I can no longer drive my car because I can't buy gas from certain gas companies!

If you don't send this e-mail to at least 144,000 people in the next 70 minutes, a

large dove with diarrhea will land on your head at 5:00 PM this afternoon and the

fleas from 12 camels will infest your back, causing you to grow a hairy hump. I

know this will occur because it actually happened to a friend of my next door

neighbor's ex-mother-in-law's second husband's cousin's beautician...

Have a wonderful day...

Oh, by the way.....
A German scientist from Argentina , after a lengthy study, has discovered that

people with insufficient brain activity read their e-mail with their hand on the

mouse.

Don't bother taking it off now, it's too late.

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Holy Chicken!

PURPORTED TO BE A TRUE STORY!!!!

Scientists at Rolls Royce built a gun specifically to launch dead chickens at the windshields of airliners, and military jets, all travelling at maximum velocity.

The idea was to simulate the frequent incidents of collisions with airborne fowl to test the strength of the windshields.

American engineers heard about the gun and were eager to test it on the windshields of their new high speed trains. Arrangements were made, and a gun was sent to the American engineers.

When the gun was fired, the engineers stood shocked as the chicken hurled out of the barrel, crashed into the shatterproof shield, smashed it to smithereens, blasted through the control console, snapped the engineer's backrest in two and embedded itself in the back wall of the cabin, like an arrow shot from a bow.

The horrified Americans sent Rolls Royce the disastrous results of the experiment, along with the designs of the windshield and begged the British scientists for suggestions.

Rolls Royce responded with a one-line memo:

"Defrost the chicken"!!!

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Divorce Letters

Dear Wife:

I'm writing you this letter to tell you that I'm leaving you forever.

I've been a good man to you for seven years and I have nothing to show for it.

These last two weeks have been hell. Your boss called to tell me that you
quit your job today and that was the last straw.

Last week, you came home and didn't even notice that I had a new
haircut, had cooked your favorite meal and even wore a brand new pair of
silk boxers. You ate in two minutes, and went straight to sleep after
watching all of your soaps. You don't tell me you love me anymore; you
don't want sex or anything that connects us as husband and wife.

Either you're cheating on me or you don't love me anymore; whatever the case, I'm gone.

Your EX-Husband


P.S. Don't try to find me. Your SISTER and I are moving away to West
Virginia together! Have a great life!





Dear Ex-Husband -

Nothing has made my day more than receiving your letter. It's true that you
and I have been married for seven years, although a good man is a far cry
from what you've been.

I watch my soaps so much because they drown out your constant whining and
griping. Too bad that doesn't work.

I DID notice when you got a hair cut last week, but the first thing that
came to mind was 'You look just like a girl!' Since my mother raised me not
to say anything if you can't say something nice, I didn't comment.

And when you cooked my favorite meal, you must have gotten me confused with
MY SISTER, because I stopped eating pork seven years ago.

About those new silk boxers: I turned away from you because the
$49.99 price tag was still on them, and I prayed that it was a
coincidence that my sister had just! borrowed fifty dollars from me that
morning.

After all of this, I still loved you and felt that we could work it out.

So when I hit the lotto for ten million dollars, I quit my job and bought
us two tickets to Jamaica. But when I got home you were gone.

Everything happens for a reason, I guess.

I hope you have the fulfilling life you always wanted. My lawyer said that
the letter you wrote ensures you won't get a dime from me. So take care.


Signed,

Your Ex-Wife, Rich As Hell and Free!


P.S. I don't know if I ever told you this, but my sister Carla was born
Carlos. I hope that's not a problem.

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Holy KFC

A salesman from KFC walked up to the Pope and offers him a million dollars if he would change "The Lord's Prayer" from "give us this day our daily bread" to "give us this day our daily chicken."
The Pope refused his offer.

Two weeks later, the man offered the pope 10 million dollars to change it from "give us this day our daily bread" to "give us this day our daily chicken" and again the Pope refused the man's generous offer.

Another week later, the man offered the Pope 20 million dollars and finally the Pope accepted.

The following day, the Pope said to all his officials, "I have some good news and some bad news. 'The good news is, that we have just received a check for 20 million dollars. The bad news is, we lost the Wonder Bread account!'''

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