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There’s one good reason why it’s worthy to make money selling promotional products. The commission is great once you build your own customer database. You only have to find clients, and most businesses need promotional products or corporate giveaways. These are tendencies that they will become your regular customers and you get repeat orders and customer referrals. And that is once you have given them a good customer service. They may not order today but once their promotional needs arise, the first thing that clients would find is you. Most clients need promotional items ranging from apparels, pens, key chains, office supplies, note pads, note books, electronics, etc. You name it and they’ll have it. They use it for their business, trade shows or any events like conventions, birthdays, weddings and many more. In fact it is estimated that there are more than 600,000 promotional items which can be customized with a logo or imprints using different kinds of methods like silkscreen, embroidery, etching, emboss, four-color process and many more.

Promotional products are a profitable business. And as an affiliate, you can work together with distributors depending on what set up you have made with them. With promotional items distributor, they will be responsible on placing the order, art work until these products are shipped out. You might possibly dealing with clients that could maybe in the top 500 corporations. All you have to do is just to connect with your potential clients through a right prospecting. With a little amount of determination that you’ll have and the effort you have exerted, it will yield good results any time soon. It’s just a sales training we have acquired from one class about sales 101.

If you give your customers the best service, you might get the tendency that these can be your repeat customers and will contact you as soon as possible.

Selling promotional products is very challenging because a client order, as much as possible should be perfect in the making. Although it’s risky to sell promotional items, but it’s worth towards our effort.

For those who are new in selling customized items, here’s a guideline on how you can sell promotional products or corporate giveaways with your prospects.

1. Choose only a credible supplier or distributors who you know who can provide good customer services who can work with you.

2. Make sure to make it clear with your vendor about the terms and conditions especially the commission that you will be getting from them.

3. Prepare customer’s necessary document in placing your order: art work or logo design, purchase order, credit card form signed by your customer.

4. Keep in mind about the in hands date. An in hands date is the time that your customers need their goods. Make sure it has to meet just before the dead line.

5. Once the order is placed, please update your customer from time to time. Make sure that everything is approved by your customer before going into production.

6. Once the items are received by your customers, get feedback about your orders.

These are just some of the helpful insights on selling promotional items. Get some experts to help you by attending seminars and training.

About the Author

Author John Gregor is an expert on
corporate giveaways
and at
promotional items

SWEET HEAVENLY EVE, IT WAS SHE?

SWEET HEAVENLY EVE, IT WAS SHE

 By Prof Ghulam Mohyuddin Wani

 Introduction

I wrote a fiction few years ago. It has been read by many of my readers. Some liked it .Some thought I wrote their biography. Since the majority of my readers and friends are insisting and continuously asking me who was she?. Here is she, fully exposed and addressed and described in my feeble words as  I cannot dare to describe that marvellous gem of mine in word. The emotional miss makes my thoughts wander and wonder, put me to a test at 62 lest my nerves ignore her commands .Not to describe her, not to share her as I was so special to her, she never wanted to share me and my thoughts with anyone.Look my friends and fans I value you all here is she described in mute,keeping the promise and honesty intact for you all to amuse and lower down your and her blood pressure,whereever you are.

Who was she?

A sweet heavenly eve, born in September dew on the banks of Anchor Lake. She was true harvest dew, shining like those rays of sun piercing the small left rain drops in the skies. That what we call rainbow. She was a pearl in the sea, shining with the dawn and falling sunshine on the blue green waters of the containing sea. She was ever hearting and dazzling, bumping like a spring bee. Yes sure it was she.

 Built

A tall, well built body. Long legs and strong arms whose catch is unmatched and the grip I never could experience even among the best cricket catchers of the earth. She was always tied down in robe from head to foot like that humble, pious godly nun, world called Mother Taresea.Her bright smiling face, long noseband eyebrows are a miss. Rosy lips and giggling eyes with an naughty twinkle and continuous gaze ,as if she was open and full of truth .Transparent in her thoughts and deeds. She was a moon wrapped in black clouds, but of late after we met she has change those dark robes with different colours like the rainbow. She humble but strong, noble but clever, secretive yet open and descriptive. Timid to please foes but brave to save friends. On seeing her one used to say, how could moon shine within these clouds, simple but cute, laughing and never mute. Timid heart but dazzling brave gaze. She meant friendship with all and kinship. A special dear she used to mew me, amongst few whom she knew.

 Behaviour

Secretive she was open to me. Crumbling note of love on crushed note. She will take them back after I read. Only a few I could copy or preserve like the ancient books of knowledge and religious sermons. Tears of sorrows on Lalded vaks trickle down her ridged nasal spine. I was sad but never dared to wipe them with bright white handkerchief I always carried for her .I curse myself not to have dared to wipe them as of late they have accumulated and condensed as white dots around her eye lids. When I asked what   are they ? She crumbled  in a feeble voice, the cholesterol of tension.

Diet

Small diet, tea and routine rote in the morning and a hungry appetite all the day till she was engaged in the job. A snack at break and a few cups of tea was all she took during the day. Dinners must have been heavy ,I do not had access to except on date or on a trip on tour. She relished all except potato and heavy oily food. A slow and cautious eater she was. She had strong arms and a warm embrace. as if you were in the heaven hoor embrace, so mesmerizing and soothing as if have inhaled the whole pile of smuggled narcotics of Fagan borders. Her arms round the neck like a catch mesmerizing naughty gales of the sea. The first and last embrace was a lasting experience of life .But alas; my hands tremble like a paralysed, feeling where she did not perhaps expect some to dare. The lip lock was animiculated and so novice and wild that its thoughts even deaden me to date.

Her long toes, large arms and stung limbs and hips were just marvellously shaped and organized in a beautiful her of dreams far from imagination of this fiction. Yes some of her competitors used to taunt her as man like. Yes she had a long mane like hair resembling that white mare mane seen on the horizons of the heaven and earth often recapitulated in poems and fictions. Rainbow like Yes she looked like that white mare of heavens soaring high and high on the skies like an eagles vision .On reaching the clouds she shared a few drops of rains and shined like the rainbow of the after wash .All colours were messed in white,black,red,blue,green an like.

Her flavour and body odder was just crushing. She once praised one of mine from Paris as killing and scented from a distance. I was a fool not to care for the comment of having come to me from a far off shore smelling the fragrance like a wandering deer in the wild. I miss her tone both then and also in a garden visit. My index finger pressed her spine while crossing a bridge over guessing streams in a famous haven resort. She used to narrate that crush and fell for ever. I was step born to wittingly ignore them lest I may have to answer it in the court of Heaven. But believe me the miss I suffered for all this long decade would not have been as painful as to live them here on earth. Sometimes I said to myself it was better to burn in the hell for some time lest to miss that grip in this earth. Anyway all is destined, such occasions never come again and man says had it Been so.

Kindness

She was always kind to me .I recollect once she uttered on a gaze towards her in a public place, please do not gaze e again in such public place. Mind you she was on the high ground of a hilly slope and I was just beneath her in a plan portion of an orchard. I knew she was mesmerized by my gaze and uttered so because she admitted your gaze was killing and seducing. That she was  about to fall in my lap and making a scene. Any how my reproductive biological awareness saved me of such  crushes and clashes. Brave comments

She was always nicely clothed, just like a fairy queen of dreams. She liked my taste of dreesing, except my broad tipped shoes. She used to call them apple merchants shoes and wanted to buy a few new and modern for me, but aloss that dating never came. I change them afterwards; she was no more to comment. Same was true of my caps. I replaced them with English hats but aloss she could not see them on my head. I even today wear them in the hope some where some day she may see me from heaven and may comment on them. I carve for that open frank curte Princess on earth. Once on an outdoor driving spun she was dressed in shinning, mirror carved embroidery .She looked as if descended from heaven. I wished once to see her without robe she obliged. She wore a beautiful jacket and trouser with hair locked like a flower. I dare to challenge the Hoor cannot be more enchanting than she .She was a nightmare, I still remember and thus answer my friends and foes who she was.

About the Author

Prof ghulam mohyuddin wani an author of science reviews,fiction and love songs.He has many on website translated in 40 world languages .They range from prose to poetry.The topics vary from agriculture,language ,culture,children tale,love songs and narrations on kashmir dispute,languages o.It is an attempt by the author to soothe your nerves and lower domn your BP and cholesterol.You may feel it as if it is a true story of you and you alone.If you have such a feel,may feed back to fastwani@yahoo.com

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what page and / or what book of the persepolis series shows her grandma stuffing jasmine petals into her bra?

i am looking for this illustration in my book, i have looked thru both graphic novels twice. is it in another book? i also have “embroideries” but can’t find this page! does anyone know which book and which page this part is located?

Perhaps it wasn’t in the books but in the film? I vaguely remember something about her grandmother and the bra in the first book, but I gave my copy to my friend.

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