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bktheirregularThis journal seems to be all about gripes, these days. When there's anything to write at all, that is.
First: anyone familiar with the aphorism "poor planning on your part does not constitute an emergency on my part"? Doesn't work like that in my family. Well, the situation didn't come from poor planning, but rather from incompetent bureaucracy, but it's my folks' crisis, which somehow became my emergency.
Oh, and panic on their part is fine, but if any stress creeps into my voice, then suddenly, I'm not talking in a civilized manner and need to correct myself.
And for the record, losing one's footing and smashing down onto the pavement of West 34th Street on one's hands and knees? Freaking hurts.
First: anyone familiar with the aphorism "poor planning on your part does not constitute an emergency on my part"? Doesn't work like that in my family. Well, the situation didn't come from poor planning, but rather from incompetent bureaucracy, but it's my folks' crisis, which somehow became my emergency.
Oh, and panic on their part is fine, but if any stress creeps into my voice, then suddenly, I'm not talking in a civilized manner and need to correct myself.
And for the record, losing one's footing and smashing down onto the pavement of West 34th Street on one's hands and knees? Freaking hurts.
