One always wants to be loved, especially at one’s club – only natural, one supposes. However I feel I have entered the nirvana of being needed. Word has for some time circulated that mems with a problem can look forward to my 10 o’clock “advice” chats in the senior reading room every Wednesday. These days the lineup is so long it is colloquially referred to as the queue.
I want to take a moment to answer a question that shows up in my e-mail box quite often: Why is Eddy the Realtor getting all the blame for the contract not having a proper “penalty clause”?
I recall from my Shakespeare at school these words from Hamlet when Polonius says farewell to his son: “To thine own self be true.” Perhaps one of William’s most famous lines; however I was reminded the other day that the second part of the goodbye is equally important but not as well remembered. It goes “And it must then follow, as the night the day, thou canst not be false to any man.”
A friend of mine who is always sending me articles floating around the internet swears this one is true: Two-thirds of all civil servants on long term disability (LTD) are there because of stress issues.
So here we were, my wife, two children (Olivia and James) and a seething me at Christmas 2011, and still not in our condo. We had been deserted by our realtor due to a inconvenient breakdown, the developer was nowhere to be found and the ten Pepes who were working for the CFE (electrical company) to provide us with life giving electricity had left for the holidays. We were utterly alone for the near future at least.
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