“Paul; what are you beyond?”
Embarrassment for one thing, in the past I know my overactive ego would have gone to extremes to cover my mistake. And I used to be pretty good at it. But in the last ten years, I just smile and render crisp Pinoy shoulders a shrug or a smartly delivered head scratch and then grin. I’ll take ownership of it, it‘s mine and I just don’t care about it.
Further, I also stopped pointing out the foibles of others (Well I try not to.). They might not have developed the same attitude as me, and my ability to run fast is hampered by advancing age.
Thursday 27 January, after four day in a row of not being able to download any music, and sending two e-mails to complain to both sites that I use, I called my “Puter Guy”, (Marlon the Magnificent} to come up to the house and set things right. While he was on the way, I checked the settings on my modem (Nokia OVI software) and found out I was connected to Australia and not to Globe Philippines as I should have been. The reason I’d not checked this before was because my E-mail, Facebook and LiP were working fine, it was just the downloading that failed. How it switched itself to our friends down under, I’ll just never know. But I had noticed that the word “MATE” was appearing more often, on my screen.
The problem was solved, and I was swelled with pride as I had solved the problem on my very own. That doesn’t happen very often.
Feel free to comment on just how simple it was to fix, if it had happened to you. But remember the horse is long gone; we really are in no rush to close that barn door. But I’ll oil the hinges, just in case someone is absolutely compelled to explain it to me. But try to remember if it happens again, by then I’ll have forgotten how I fixed it the last time. But I can refer back to this post to freshen my memory, if I can get online?
But Hey! Does anyone remember that Marlon is on his way to my house? Fret not, as I’ll still pay him for the trip, at the same rate as if, he was the one to fix the problem. That’s just my innate sense of fair play kicking in. Why do you think he responds so quickly?
But to save face, or at least wipe the egg off it, I remembered (Well Mayang did) that my car alarm, was going off anytime the mood struck it, an being he (Marlon) was the one to install it, his trip now took on a new purpose. But since we have known each other for a long time, and I know, he’ll still take a few verbal jabs at me. I’ll just smile and tell him, it’s the same wasted effort, as tossing Spit Balls at a Battleship.
But he got the alarm working correctly again; I exceeded Bob’s 500 minimum word count. Now I can take the rest of the week off, with pay! (Beer counts as pay, doesn’t it?) So there it is. Proof positive that that even an event as trivial as this can be made into an article, for this really is my life in the Philippines it’s all I know to write about anyway. As I used to say in my beginning articles here on LIP, I choose to live here, and I’m glad I do.