Every holiday season, scammers
come out of the woodwork by the hundreds, armed with schemes to separate the unwary from their hard earned money.
Not exact matches
Michal Kauffman writes:
By Stage 4, in addition to the panic the company may be feeling as a whole, all sorts of competing interests come out of the woodwork when it comes time to actually move forward with significant investments and real money: from the European tech team that is jazzed about the acquisition, to the U.S. tech team that's threatened by it, to the corporate VC team that hates it because it will undermine a competing investment in their portfolio, to the Services Division as a whole worried about their jobs if the acquisition goes through and much of their work gets automated, etc..
By Stage 4, in addition to the panic the company may be feeling as a whole, all sorts
of competing interests
come out of the
woodwork when it
comes time to actually move forward with significant investments and real money: from the European tech team that is jazzed about the acquisition, to the U.S. tech team that's threatened
by it, to the corporate VC team that hates it because it will undermine a competing investment in their portfolio, to the Services Division as a whole worried about their jobs if the acquisition goes through and much of their work gets automated, etc..
by it, to the corporate VC team that hates it because it will undermine a competing investment in their portfolio, to the Services Division as a whole worried about their jobs if the acquisition goes through and much
of their work gets automated, etc....
I've seen a lot
of silliness on the belief blog, but on the Joel Osteen topic, I was gobsmacked
by the number
of apologists for Biblical slavery
coming out of the
woodwork.
This just goes to confirm my deep held belief that if you are a gifted charlatan, the idiots will
come crawling from
out of the
woodwork to hand over their hard earned money to be led
by the nose and support your lavish lifestyle.
Hmmm let's see... relish posts at 12:06 pm (railing about Bishop John just like Salt), Whitney posts at 12:10 pm, and then the mysterious new «George» posts at 12:12 pm (who apparently has been following this blog minute
by minute and has suddenly
come out of the
woodwork and is relish's identical twin)...
And while I got some nasty comments, I was heartened
by the women who
came out of the
woodwork to email me letting me know they'd had the exact same experience.
Real dogs not only must be housetrained - most owners are aware
of that need; they also must be taught not to chew the furniture, taught not to jump on their owners, taught not to play - bite, taught not to bowl over the toddler, taught not to dig holes in the yard, taught to
come when they are called, taught not to eat the homework or the
woodwork, taught not to swipe food off the table, taught not to growl at strangers or bark at the mail carrier, taught to walk on a leash without dragging their owner down the block, taught to allow their toenails to be cut and their coats to be groomed without biting the groomer, taught not to shred feather pillows and down comforters, taught not to steal the baby's toys, taught not to growl at their owner's mother - in - law, taught to sit, stay, and to lay down when and where the owner tells them to, and to wait there until the owner says they may get up (absolutely essential commands for the dog's own safety), taught not to escape
out the front door or
out of the yard or
out of the car when the owner looks away for just a second... all
of these things and many more are not «natural» canine behaviors; they must be taught
by owners who are willing to spend the time and the effort doing so.
By then he was 77 and willing to admit that it was time to
come «
out of the
woodwork», although he had managed quite nicely up to then, through group exhibitions, private sales and commissions from august bodies such as MCC.
The latter, ironically requires only one possible data change, the death
of a spouse, to put them into very similar positions as those held
by unwed single mothers, with the only — and significant — difference then being that under such circumstances, no strange man they had a transient previous relationship with ever will be
coming out of the
woodwork to claim the right to dictate what their schedules will be like, where they reside, or how they «should» rear their children.
Turkeys ripe for the pluckin» seem to endlessly
come out of the
woodwork with visions
of sugar plums in their heads and stars in their eyes thanks to endless appeals for new taxpayers
by the pluckers.