Global markets are feature affecting every industry.

The whole world is watching “American Idol”, “Survivor” and “Friends”, listening to Eminem and Britney Spears, admiring “The Lord Of The Rings” and “Titanic”, and reading latest New York bestsellers.

We wear Malaysian-made jeans, Korean-made running shoes and our kids play with Chinese-made toys.

When you call to a tall-free number, someone in India, via Internet, handles your call.

Jobs are increasingly shipped overseas where companies can save thousands of $$$ using discrepancies in income level. Why pay someone $100 per hour for programming job when you can pay $20 per hour to someone in Eastern Europe and have job done just as well?

Whether you like it or not, you are a part of global markets!

You can either be object of globalization, passive element of world growing smaller -- or you can jump on opportunity and become subject and user.

Those opportunities are everywhere!

You might be astounded to find an offshore company that can handle your website needs for a fraction of money you are paying to your current employees!

Even if you do most of jobs yourself, you might be in better off paying somebody overseas to save your valuable time for something that no one but you can perform.

And not only business-like!

Your business may be run by other people but there are certain things in your life that only YOU can do; one of them is finding a love partner.

New to area and eager to find out what this person might do differently, I called number on my prize certificate and made my appointment. Though salon was on other side of town, I knew I’d gladly make drive every six weeks if I liked result. Turning onto highway, I saw a thousand cars parked in road where I needed to be! I grabbed my cell phone and dialed salon to say I’m stuck in traffic. I’m told that if I’m more than 10 minutes late they’ll need to re-schedule for another day. While it was tough for me to fit in this appointment, I understand their need to stay on schedule, so I don’t try to negotiate.

I dash into salon, exactly 10 minutes past my appointment time to find it empty except for one stylist casually reading newspaper. He rises to greet me and from that point on I feel as though we’re in a mad sprint for 50-yard line. No time to look at styles, a brief discussion, and next thing I know I’m hearing SNIP, SNIP, SNIP. Even though I mentioned I’d like to try something new, I walked out with a shorter version of exact style I had. He told me how much better cut was and I never noticed a difference.

Oh, and one other thing. I mentioned that I don’t always remember to book hair appointments and my previous stylists have kindly sent reminders. He informed me he always makes next appointment before client leaves. Not less than five minutes after that statement, he ushers me out door with a handful of business cards and no next appointment set.

What went wrong? From my perspective, plenty! I’ll never go back and I threw his cards in trash. If anyone asks me about my experience I’ll tell truth. BUST!

Maybe his service is always that way, maybe he had a hot date, or maybe he had a preconceived notion that I was just there for “free” service, nothing more. Besides, he’d gotten his name announced to over 200 people at raffle event. What else did he need to do?