Decisions, decisions

Decisions_decisions

The problem is that, probably, we don’t make them, really. So many decisions we make are based on the decisions that someone else does or doesn’t make.

So, someone I know is waiting for someone to make a decision, the result of which will, likely, have very far-reaching effects on the person I know.

And, FfI has sent an email, leaving the decision to the guy.

When V & I split up, the decision to move was made by me and, until that point, it seemed, V had not really made the decision to move.

So, we wait for others’ decisions to make our own or to set our path, often with ultimatums and, once the other decision is made we find ourselves on the path, not chosen by us, but chosen by someone else.

I suppose it gives us someone to blame, other than ourselves.

Don’t get me wrong, I do it too but, at the moment, I don’t believe I am waiting on any decision from anyone else and, in a way, that is a harder path since it is up to me and I can blame no one but myself if whatever path I take goes horribly wrong.

Obviously, some things I would like to happen do depend upon others and what they do but I am not relying on them to take any decisions, getting on with my own life as it is and, now that I’m over my rather frightening crisis, although not fully disappeared, I can get on with things, or leave them as they are, or change something or whatever I decide. At the end of it all, it’s up to me.

I did suggest that, perhaps, in the first case I mentioned, the person I know should not be waiting for the other person to make a decision but, rather, just taking a decision themselves and assume that the other person won’t make any decision because I do feel that people (me included) don’t actually like taking decisions and yet, when I have made firm, positive and, sometimes radical decisions it has, overall, worked out quite well.

It’s just difficult to remember that when you have to take the decision or if, on taking the decision, you have some sort of set-back. I do understand that.

And, yet again!

And_yet_again

Isn’t it a shame the way we cheat each other, treat each other,
beat each other?
It’s a shame the way we use one other, abuse one another,
and screw one another

Make You Crazy – Brett Dennen (featuring: Femi Kuti)

I know it’s not actually true but since I moved into the perfect flat, I seem to have been speaking to Telecom Italia more often than using their service!

And, so, again, this morning. Apparently the whole of Milan and the Hinterland has a problem. It will be fixed within 24 hours. Or, maybe, 48 or, maybe, in my case, after it is fixed it will be another 2 or 3 days before I can actually get access.

Except that I will, probably, go away on Sunday for a few days and they don’t work over the weekend and it’s the holiday period and I won’t be here Monday or Tuesday so I will have to ring them again on Wednesday and then the will tell me that they will fix it within 3 days (which will be Friday) and then it won’t be fixed and then I will have to phone them again on Friday but because it’s Ferragosto on Sunday, it would be, probably Tuesday before they could come out except that I will probably be away again and then Best Mate will be here when I get back so it will all be too difficult and I ABSO-FUCKING-LUTELY FUCKING HATE THEM, THE BASTARDS!

Oh, yeah, and so I may not be online for about 2 weeks.

Did I say that I didn’t like Telecom Italia very much?

Update: Well, as I’m writing this update on Friday, just after 6, you can tell that they did get it fixed and it did not require an engineer to come out.  I hate them a little less than I did (but only a little) and this one time that they were as good as their word hardly makes up for the most times when they aren’t.