<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rdf:RDF xmlns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#"><channel rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/BlogRss.aspx/bleedingobvious"><title>The Bleedingly Obvious - Blogit</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/bleedingobvious/</link><description>A blog about life mentioning all those wise, logical and sensible things that we forget at the times we need them</description><sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase>2000-01-01T12:00+00:00</sy:updateBase><items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/bleedingobvious/403939" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/bleedingobvious/396477" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/bleedingobvious/393230" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/bleedingobvious/388416" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/bleedingobvious/387566" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/bleedingobvious/386130" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/bleedingobvious/384454" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/bleedingobvious/383065" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/bleedingobvious/378644" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/bleedingobvious/377707" /></rdf:Seq></items></channel><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/bleedingobvious/403939"><title>Sometimes We Are Too Quick To Be Quick                                     </title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/bleedingobvious/403939</link><description>I had some friends in town last week. Before they arrived there was much discussion of meeting up and spending time together. One of the group said perhaps she and I could have dinner. Yes no problem I said even though it would be after a long day of work, and my son had a game on early that...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/bleedingobvious/396477"><title>If You Are Incapable Of Shifting Your Opinion....                          </title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/bleedingobvious/396477</link><description>how can you expect others to shift theirs? Think about it. How often have you heard a friend who is locked in argument say that the other side is entirely at fault and must change their ways. How often do you see an argument resolved where one side gives in completely? OK, people may surrender...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/bleedingobvious/393230"><title>This Has To Be The Oldest Piece Of Advice But The Best                     </title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/bleedingobvious/393230</link><description>and no it was not of my making but this is my interpretation. I read it first in a book by Jean_Louis Servan-Schreiber in his book, The Art of Time. It was first published in 1984 in French but I am not so clever so I only read the book in English 2000. I am sure he was not the first either but...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/bleedingobvious/388416"><title>Bemoaning The Loss of Good Old Fashioned Customer Service?                 </title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/bleedingobvious/388416</link><description>What happened to the good old days when we didn't have to speak to a computer recording and when a customer service agents were called store managers or assistants and they gave customer service? Of course, sometimes I want to punch the speaker when a robot asks you if you meant this or that but...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/bleedingobvious/387566"><title> Emotions Running Wild NOW May Cost Jam Tomorrow                           </title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/bleedingobvious/387566</link><description>Save our place, save our souls. A small town has a shining beacon, an industrial crowning glory revered far and wide. The management wants to ensure the chain is oiled so the business can operate and grow within a diverse national and international market place. The most vocal of the townspeople...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/bleedingobvious/386130"><title>How Do You Bring About A Profound Shift In Others?                         </title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/bleedingobvious/386130</link><description>People believe what it suits them to believe, what validates their thoughts and opinions. It takes something profound to effect change and that is something that can't be planned, well not if you want it to happen immediately. Sudden changes are rarely made to order and rarely fit exactly with...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/bleedingobvious/384454"><title>Sometimes You Can('t) Make It On Your Own                                  </title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/bleedingobvious/384454</link><description>Put on some U2 and write. Now is one of those times. This Bleeding Obvious is about not putting off what you've got to do. I have a window now to write an article and get myself ahead for my deadline next week. This is the advantage of my partner being away. There is no one who requires my...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/bleedingobvious/383065"><title>Excuse Me While I Get My Gloves, I've Just Been Called A Thug              </title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/bleedingobvious/383065</link><description>Well no I haven't, not personally but sometimes we are quick to lump together people with certain interests together. I am part of a community and some of the people within the group don't behave well. It's like a family or a school or an interest group. There may be renegades, oafs, rebels and...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/bleedingobvious/378644"><title>I Want Everyone To See Them For The Fools They Are                         </title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/bleedingobvious/378644</link><description>More fool you, I say. A friend told me the other day that he wanted some people he deals with every day to be exposed for their silly decisions and their lousy attitudes. Any ideas, he asked? Forgeddabout it, was my advice. I know they do stupid things that affect morale and the way that place...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/bleedingobvious/377707"><title>ADVICE And Our Acceptance or Rejection Of It                               </title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/bleedingobvious/377707</link><description>We never know who will give a damn about us. Often the people who bother to think about us are the people that we never really think about. They don't really understand or know us. We assume that and then reject them. I learnt a lesson about advice recently. It was not the first time but hey...</description></item></rdf:RDF>