Alright, feel like bitching today...there seems to be lots of things getting on my nerves of late and these are about to start hitting my threshold limit of bursting out into full flame. First off I'd like to say that I really hate it when people take punctuality very light, what more honoring promises. Alas…unfortunately I happen to be living in a society with 99.99% of its populace do not have a tinkling idea of this essence. It is always maddening to deal with this type of pea-brain morons.
As far back as I could remember, never once had I experienced an appointment that turned out on time. That includes appointment made by Services Company here for installation of phone, Internet, Cable TV and other home appliances that required their service personnel skills to hook up or home delivery of certain purchases. In all these occasions, they’d never turned up on time as promised and we ended up house-arresting ourselves at home waiting foolishly for them. These suckers fucked our day!!
The typical chrono-fucking-logy would normally go something like this - an appointment is set, the guy would not come as set, until you call which would obviously result in another time setting, which is knowingly useless as it would never register in his brain until you call again to follow up, and sure enough it eventually end up with another time setting, and these would continue until some shouting and cursing happen (mind you the answer to these calls is always....yes sirrr I am cumming!!).
My A/C was finally fixed in the kitchen last night at 10pm. The arrangement was to come at 4.30pm the day before. I went to this shop two days earlier to get an A/C installed in my kitchen…
Me: So when you can come to fix it.
Pea-Brain (PB) : Tomorrow
Me : What time??…you know I need you to tell me exactly when you can come so I know when I should be home, else I have other plans to attend to ..you know what I mean, I don’t want to be stuck at home the whole evening waiting..
PB : 4.30pm shuuurr (sure!)
Me : (had a feeling that he would not make it at 4.30pm as Iftar would be around 6.00pm, I proposed..) If you cannot make it at 4.30pm tomorrow, you can come on the following day, morning time, say 10.00am
PB : shuuurr I come 4.30 pm sirr…
I wanted to believe though the ‘shuurr’ sounded so thorny and I hate not to believe. But as usual I was fucked, again and I knew it!!
May be this is the norm here, not accommodating to the norm leaves me quarrelling with these numbskull all the times and the fact that all the squabbles are known pointless leave me with dreadful headache and screw up my mood end of the day….
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