This has not been a very good past few days for me in terms of using the gray matter. I’ve been making poor decisions left, right and centre.
I’ve been waiting for July 1 so that I can buy a new pair of prescription glasses using my benefit from my health insurance. I got carried away and ordered a super duper bifocal lens with everything on it – anti glare, anti scratch, fog resistant, x-ray vission, fridge magnet etc. After my health benefit, it still cost me an additional $500. Well, at least I’ll be wearing my signature titanium frame everyday and feel good about it —- wrong! The bifocal lens gives me headache with that constant focus and re-focusing. Sometimes the text goes slanted – like looking in a glass with water. Like most multi-purpose devices, it is not a good long vision lens and not very good reading lens either. I end up swapping it to my old reading glass most of the time. In fact it makes me appreciate my run-of-the mill, no frills reading glass.
Then I booked my plane tickets for a trip next year. I figured the Aussie dollar is being actively driven down – I might as well buy my tickets now before the price hike. And so I did – got my tickets at bargain low prices just before they applied the adjustments – yipee. Except that when they ask me what name to put on the ticket I gave them my full name – middle name et al. The agent even insisted that I check exactly what is written on my passport – and I, of course who is Mr Know It All said, I know what is written in my passport. And so the tickets were issued – no refund, no exchange, no changes or they will whack you.
A few days later, I was then asked to fill in more details for our trekking registration. I now have to consult my passport for more essoteric details – like passport numbers, date of issue/expiry, colour of my toes, etc – then lo an behold – no middle name in my passport. Not wanting to make a big deal out of it – told my agent casually to drop the middle name on my plane ticket. But instead I get a frantic response and a “You did what!”. Cut a long story short – dropping the middle name cost $150. Gruggingly I paid or they will slap me with a bigger fee if I take any longer to respond. What a crook those airlines are!!!
This morning – I was backing up to park in a tight spot watching my side mirrors but there is a hidden hazard just below my mirror line. Made its presence know with that unmistakable scrrratchhhing sound which lasted just a tiny fraction of a second and yet managed to put marks on both front and rear doors. Makes your heart sank because once again – as my mother would say – ‘trabahong kalabaw nanaman ang araw na ito’. All the day’s earning will go into that one tiny bit of mistake you did at the start of the day. Haaay buhay!!!
Recent Comments