Archive for the 'Italy' Category
This is a kind of update to Hape Kerkelings performance in several languages. A lovesong in some languages:
Next time I go to Italy I will try it 😉
I complained a lot lately, be it about rental car services, or people not keeping their word, meaning lying, being dishonest or just not knowing the meaning of time. Recently something unspeakable has happened. As mentioned before baby and his mommy has left for the formal communist part of Germany and to make their life not miserable we ordered broadband Internet for her parents house, to connect at least their house to the outer world. The city, where they live, has some 3000 inhabitants and one telephone box (one of the places I used to visit a lot when I were visiting them) and usually not much happens. I often picture the villagers speaking about the foreign car visiting their city and the strange guy spending his money in the only telephone box they have; thanks to me they have something to speak about for weeks, I suppose.
Anyhow, what I wanted to write was; we ordered Internet at they promised to deliver everything within 2 weeks. So, I booked a flight for my self for a day which lays 2 weeks and few day away in the future in order to buy a laptop and prepare everything for my parents-in-law so that they can observe what we are doing much better than via phone. And no the German company starts mentioning that they have problems keeping their time schedule. What?? Wait, I am not in Italy, or Turkey anymore, where people have actually something to eat or live for instead of keeping times or living like a clock. I expected everything but not that. No I had to explain to them that I am coming from Sweden, renting a car and visiting my parents-in-law to just fix their Internet connection and that I assumed that they were grown ups and wouldn’t promise what they can’t keep. So, if I don’t here from them tomorrow what I want to hear, I will go crazy, because than there is nothing else what is unchangeable. If even Germany and its industry gets neglectful, then … ? Yeah, what then?
You probably remember that I expressed my hatred against Sixt and Europcar? All my nagging must have impressed the guys at Europcar so that send me a letter today, that they will refund me. The strange thing, however, is that why did they charge me in the first place for 8 litres fuel plus handling fees. If they did fill the car they would probably never recharge me, or would they?Anyway, what counts is that I have my money back and that I will concider reconciliation with Europcar, but no mercy for Sixt so far.
Since I became father or since I lived in Italy I have a new hobby, namely complaining. You might say: wait, isn’t that already an inherent habit of Germans? Yes, you are right, but as a wannabe nerd you don’t really copy habits or your own people, you just take something from here and there. Anyway, writing complaints seems to be a good way to bundle my anger. I don’t know how many I have written within the last 4 month. Mainly I am writing in such a way, that the recipient doesn’t have an option other than ignoring my message. Only sometimes I write in kind words and then I get an answer. But in Sweden I even get for angry comments a polite answer and sometimes even a coupon. Anyway, I am not doing it for the glory or the money, but just to get rid of my anger. Its just about small things, like plastic items in frozen food, or diapers without the sticky tape, or other things which make me angry. I should start with sports again, but there is no time for that. So I will be updating this blog more often about the small things in life, which make you angry. Of course I should complain to myself as well about the many things I could have done better, but I am not as kind as Swedes.
PS: “Just because nobody complains doesn’t mean all parachutes are perfect.” by Benny Hill.