An idea for presentations....

[dmharris]

Is there a therapist in the house? Anyone??

 

[Fasttr]

Is there a therapist in the house? Anyone??

Dana Foley or Dr. Reston??

 

[raygo123]

Dr Ray here or you could call me Jay or u can call me Ray Jay or u can call Ray Jay johnsoon or u can call Dr Jay or u can call me Dr Ray Jay johnson or just Dr johnson

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[jont]

Is there a therapist in the house? Anyone??

Insanity now.......Serenity later?????

 

[Fasttr]

Insanity now.......Serenity later?????

All right! But hear me and hear me well - The day will come. Oh yes, mark my words, jont - your day of reckoning is coming. When an evil wind will blow through your little playworld, and wipe that smug smile off your face. And I'll be there, in all my glory, watching - watching as it all comes crumbling down.

 

[jont]

All right! But hear me and hear me well - The day will come. Oh yes, mark my words, jont - your day of reckoning is coming. When an evil wind will blow through your little playworld, and wipe that smug smile off your face. And I'll be there, in all my glory, watching - watching as it all comes crumbling down.

if judge Vandelay doesn't put a stop to this, it could last for months!

 

[Fasttr]

if judge Vandelay doesn't put a stop to this, it could last for months!

I do not know how, or under what circumstances the two of us found each other, but our callous indifference and utter disregard for everything that is good and decent has rocked the very foundation upon which TUG is built. I can think of nothing more fitting than for the two of us to spend a year removed from this thread so that we can contemplate the manner in which we have conducted ourselves.

 

[jont]

I do not know how, or under what circumstances the two of us found each other, but our callous indifference and utter disregard for everything that is good and decent has rocked the very foundation upon which TUG is built. I can think of nothing more fitting than for the two of us to spend a year removed from this thread so that we can contemplate the manner in which we have conducted ourselves.

I know SueDonJ will

 

[GregT]

Last night I dreamt I went to Maui Ocean Club again. It seemed to me I stood by the entrance leading to the drive, and for a while I could not enter, for the No Entry sign barred me. There was a sign and a note upon the ground. I called in my dream to the bell hop, and had no answer, and peering closer over the rusted No Entry sign, I saw that the property was uninhabited.

No smoke came from the barbecue grills, and the curtains in the windows gaped forlorn. Then, like all dreamers, I was possessed of a sudden with supernatural powers and my Legacy Points were morphed. The entry wound away in front of me, twisting and turning as it had always done, but as I advanced I was aware that a change had come upon it. The points had odd expiration dates and they were skimmed. At first I was puzzled and did not understand, and it was only when I bent my head to avoid an obstruction that I realized what had happened. The economy had stunk in its own stealthy, insidious way, encroaching upon the system that I understood with long tenacious fingers. The property grounds, typically beautiful in their own right, had become overgrown and untended. They crowded, dark and uncontrolled, to the borders of the drive.

And I knew. I turned to look at the setting sun. And I cried out to the world “As God as my witness. As God as my witness they're not going to lick me. I'm going to live through this and if I have to lie, steal, cheat or kill as God as my witness, I'll never buy retail again."

 

[Fasttr]

Last night I dreamt I went to Maui Ocean Club again. It seemed to me I stood by the entrance leading to the drive, and for a while I could not enter, for the No Entry sign barred me. There was a sign and a note upon the ground. I called in my dream to the bell hop, and had no answer, and peering closer over the rusted No Entry sign, I saw that the property was uninhabited.

No smoke came from the barbecue grills, and the curtains in the windows gaped forlorn. Then, like all dreamers, I was possessed of a sudden with supernatural powers and my Legacy Points were morphed. The entry wound away in front of me, twisting and turning as it had always done, but as I advanced I was aware that a change had come upon it. The points had odd expiration dates and they were skimmed. At first I was puzzled and did not understand, and it was only when I bent my head to avoid an obstruction that I realized what had happened. The economy had stunk in its own stealthy, insidious way, encroaching upon the system that I understood with long tenacious fingers. The property grounds, typically beautiful in their own right, had become overgrown and untended. They crowded, dark and uncontrolled, to the borders of the drive.

And I knew. I turned to look at the setting sun. And I cried out to the world “As God as my witness. As God as my witness they're not going to lick me. I'm going to live through this and if I have to lie, steal, cheat or kill as God as my witness, I'll never buy retail again."

Well, let me tell you something, funny boy. Y'know that little logo, the one that says "Marriott Vacation Club"? Well that may not mean anything to you, but that means a lot to me. One whole hell of a lot.

Sure, go ahead, laugh if you want to. I've seen your type before: Flashy, making the scene, flaunting convention. Yeah, I know what you're thinking. What's this guy making such a big stink about?

Well, let me give you a hint, junior. Maybe we can live without the Destinations Club, people like you and me. Maybe. Sure, we're too old to change the world, but what about that kid, sitting down, listening to a points pitch right now in a sales presentation with his parents at a Vacation Club resort and hearing about supermorphing his parents Legacy points and the new status tiers? Doesn't HE deserve better?

Look. If you think this is about maximizing your trades in II, you'd better think again. This is about that kid's right to buy DC points without getting his mind warped! Or: maybe that turns you on, GregT; maybe that's how y'get your kicks. You and your good-time buddies. Well I got a flash for ya, joy-boy: Party time is over.

Y'got 10 days to rescind your Trust points purchase, GregT. That is one week and three days!

 

[jont]

In closing, these stories have not been embellished, because - they need no embellishment. They are simply, horrifyingly, the story of my life as tug addicted timeshare junkie and Seinfeld nerd.Thank you.

Oh, also.. I bought my first time from the developer and financed it through them.

 

[SueDonJ]

I know SueDonJ will

Not me, I'm enjoying this! Finally proof that some of you are more whacked than I ever could be.

(If anybody who is not enjoying this trip down Seinfeld Lane would like their posts moved from this thread, please don't hesitate to ask. )

 

[jont]

Why did it all turn out like this for me? I had so much promise. I was personable, I was bright. Oh, maybe not academically speaking, but ... I was perceptive. I always know when someone's uncomfortable at the TUG Forum. It became very clear to me sitting at my keyboard today, that every decision I've ever made, in my entire timeshare life, has been wrong. My vacations are the opposite of everything I want it to be. Every instinct I have, in every of part of vacation planning, be it choosing a timeshare, getting reservations, posting on TUG ... It's all been wrong.

 

[amanda14]

The cat - mrrreeeooowww - is out of the bag!

 

[jont]

The cat - mrrreeeooowww - is out of the bag!

Hellooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! lah..lah...la

 

[raygo123]

You still have hope I personally like to have one year old choose for me what ever page is torn out first, away we go.

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[Fasttr]

...a little too much chlorine in that gene pool

 

[jont]

...a little too much chlorine in that gene pool

ok, now you're just being difficult. this one is going on your chart.
click click

 

[Fasttr]

ok, now you're just being difficult. this one is going on your chart.
click click

OK Doc....you're so smart....what is my disease?

The haunting memories of lost love. Our eyes met across the crowded hat store. I, a customer, and she a coquettish haberdasher. Oh, I pursued and she withdrew, then she pursued and I withdrew, and so we danced. I burned for her, much like the burning during urination that I would experience soon afterwards.

 

[GregT]

Well, let me tell you something, funny boy. Y'know that little logo, the one that says "Marriott Vacation Club"? Well that may not mean anything to you, but that means a lot to me. One whole hell of a lot.

Sure, go ahead, laugh if you want to. I've seen your type before: Flashy, making the scene, flaunting convention. Yeah, I know what you're thinking. What's this guy making such a big stink about?

Well, let me give you a hint, junior. Maybe we can live without the Destinations Club, people like you and me. Maybe. Sure, we're too old to change the world, but what about that kid, sitting down, listening to a points pitch right now in a sales presentation with his parents at a Vacation Club resort and hearing about supermorphing his parents Legacy points and the new status tiers? Doesn't HE deserve better?

Look. If you think this is about maximizing your trades in II, you'd better think again. This is about that kid's right to buy DC points without getting his mind warped! Or: maybe that turns you on, GregT; maybe that's how y'get your kicks. You and your good-time buddies. Well I got a flash for ya, joy-boy: Party time is over.

Y'got 10 days to rescind your Trust points purchase, GregT. That is one week and three days!

Man is not much beside the great birds and beasts. Still I would rather be that vacationer lounging by the pool. “Unless Closers come,” he said aloud. “If Closers come, God pity him and me.”

Do you believe the great DiMaggio would stay with a Closer as long as I will stay with this one? he thought. I am sure he would and more since he is young and strong. Also his father owned timeshares. But would the maintenance fees hurt him too much? “I do not know,” he said aloud. “I never had a maintenance fee.”

As the sun set and the Closer droned on he remembered, to give himself more confidence, the Grande Vista Getaway when he had played the game with the great sales staff from Orlando who were #1 in the Marriott system. They had gone one day and one night with their elbows on the table and their forearms straight up and their positions tight. Each one was trying to force the other to sign the contract, to decide whether a purchase would happen, and whether or not legacy points were supercharged.

There was much betting and people went in and out of the room under the bright lights and he had looked at the hands of the Closer and at the Closer’s face. The odds would change back and forth all night and they fed the Closer rum and lighted cigarettes for him. Then the Closer, after the rum, would try for a tremendous effort and claim that Marriott would repurchase the points at their original purchase price but the old man had raised his hand up to stop the Closer from speaking.

He was sure then that he had the Closer, who was a fine man and a great salesman, beaten. And at daylight when the bettors were asking that it be called a draw and the sales manager was shaking his head, he had unleashed his effort and forced the hand of the Closer down onto the contract. Points could not be supercharged. There was no repurchase option. The match had started on a Sunday morning and ended on a Monday morning.

 

[Fasttr]

Man is not much beside the great birds and beasts. Still I would rather be that vacationer lounging by the pool. “Unless Closers come,” he said aloud. “If Closers come, God pity him and me.”

Do you believe the great DiMaggio would stay with a Closer as long as I will stay with this one? he thought. I am sure he would and more since he is young and strong. Also his father owned timeshares. But would the maintenance fees hurt him too much? “I do not know,” he said aloud. “I never had a maintenance fee.”

As the sun set and the Closer droned on he remembered, to give himself more confidence, the Grande Vista Getaway when he had played the game with the great sales staff from Orlando who were #1 in the Marriott system. They had gone one day and one night with their elbows on the table and their forearms straight up and their positions tight. Each one was trying to force the other to sign the contract, to decide whether a purchase would happen, and whether or not legacy points were supercharged.

There was much betting and people went in and out of the room under the bright lights and he had looked at the hands of the Closer and at the Closer’s face. The odds would change back and forth all night and they fed the Closer rum and lighted cigarettes for him. Then the Closer, after the rum, would try for a tremendous effort and claim that Marriott would repurchase the points at their original purchase price but the old man had raised his hand up to stop the Closer from speaking.

He was sure then that he had the Closer, who was a fine man and a great salesman, beaten. And at daylight when the bettors were asking that it be called a draw and the sales manager was shaking his head, he had unleashed his effort and forced the hand of the Closer down onto the contract. Points could not be supercharged. There was no repurchase option. The match had started on a Sunday morning and ended on a Monday morning.

You certainly must love the classics old man!!

 

[GregT]

You certainly must love the classics old man!!

I do -- and I love Seinfeld too, but you guys are the experts!

 

[Fasttr]

I do -- and I love Seinfeld too, but you guys are the experts!

The prophet Isaiah tells us without friends our lives are empty and meaningless. A young lady I know, let's call her Elaine, happened to find herself overwhelmed with feelings of resentment and hostility for her friend, let's call him George. She felt that George was somewhat of a loser because he had purchased from the developer and that she was the one who deserved to own a week, but she would only buy resale. She also happened to mention to me that her friend had wondered if going to a sales presentation by yourself while you're engaged is considered cheating on MVC. His feeling was they're never going to see each other again so what's the difference. But that is a subject for another sermon. Now, I'd like to close with a psalm.

 

[raygo123]

That deserves a round of applause. Clap clap clap!


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[jont]

You certainly must love the classics old man!!

I like to read the Daily News. and do the Jumble!