Tuesday, 23 January 2007

I've decided to be one of those people who give my problems to others.

There's customers who, when they have lost a prescription, act all
apologetic and get the doctor to fax a new one through and post the
original. They deal with the situation it all themselves.

There are others who walk in saying "I've run out of Lipitor" and
expect you to fix things for them. Which you usually do (as you can't
ethically leave someone without their medication) by calling their
doctor or issuing an emergency supply if they have a good patient
history.

I've always been in the former category, but from now on, I'm going to
try being in the latter category.

Scenario – we have a joint investment that's due for settlement on
Thursday morning (originally due yesterday, but we had to delay it.)
We were only able to deposit a cheque for it today. Will it be cleared
in time? Who knows. Oh, and it's a public holiday on Friday.

Am I going to panic and get all stressed as I did last year with our
house and investment properties and all the drama we went through with
them?

No, for Douglas Adams hath doth advised: "Don't Panic". And even if
I'm not Hitchhiking the Galaxy, I've been encountering enough
mind-boggling situations that I might as well be doing so.
I'll be letting the solicitors sought this one out.

Also:
- The windscreen we got replaced last week has cracked again. (Angry!!)

And:
- My aunt has been in a car accident (she's okay – nothing broken. But
after all the crap she's been through with her recent divorce – why
her?!)

And:
- We asked my father-in-law to loan us a small amount of money just
until we get our tax return so we have a bit of a buffer in the bank
account. This guy is rich. Loaded. He said no. Prick.

Anyway, as far as I'm concerned, everything is someone else's problem.
Me no care.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hakuna matata, Baby!!!!

cdawg said...

Hey hey.

As much as it seems selfish, put yourself first!

:)

general_boy said...

I see you have one of those father in laws too. When we were down to our last dollar in 2004 and the bank was about to ask for our house back, we didn't even bother mentioning it. It was my long struggling folks who bailed us out ( and we paid them back last Xmas ). I don't answer the phone to him anymore. As you say... prick.

Sometimes "not panicking" is hard, but others you just have to stand back, shhrug your shoulders and say "yep... whatever...".