As regular readers of this website know, I’m a 62-year-old geezer. I’ve been around the block a time or two. Now because I’m a senior citizen who’s in his twilight years, don’t think I’m full of wisdom. I”m not. I might be full of B.S., but occasionally I do have a nugget, a kernel of practical advice. Why, even one of my good friends recently remarked to me that I “was the voice of reason.” After close to 15 years of marriage, I’ve never heard my asawa saying anything even remotely close to that. But let me pass along this to any future expats out there: “If you can’t learn to adapt, you probably won’t make it in the Philippines.
Now I’m probably the last person that you should listen to when it comes to preaching change. I was diagnosed with Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, OCD, years ago, and had such a rigid schedule and way of doing things that my co-workers at AT&T would jokingly, I think, make fun of me.
I had my routine and hated it when anything disrupted it. My whole world would seemingly spiral out of control.
But moving to the Philippines has made it necessary to adapt. Now I don’t necessarily embrace every situation, such as the rotational 11-14 hour brownouts we have endured in Guimaras for the past few weeks, for example. In fact, what I have to say about them every time one hits, which is every other day, cannot be repeated on this website.
Readjust, revise and roll with the punches. That’s all I can do.
The fact that some imbecile dropped an anchor off a ship which cut the undersea cable from Iloilo to Guimaras, and said cable is currently this island’s main conduit for electricity, is something beyond my control. Don’t call it an Act of God, rather address it as the Act of an Idiot.
Idiots abound where ever you live. No doubt you have some for neighbors or co-workers. And morons do stupid things (that’s why we call them morons) that can affect the lives of over 163,000 people, which is the current estimated population of Guimaras. Any stupid things I have done, which are too numerous to list on one post, have never impacted that many people, to my knowledge.
But seriously, if you can’t adapt to dogs that bark all night, fiestas that blare their music until 3 am and crank it up again an hour later, you’re going to have problems.
If you can’t get used to guys urinating on public streets in broad daylight and having people stare at you like you’re some alien from outer space, you’re going to have a problem.
If you can’t get used to people calling you “Hey, Joe!” even if you’re from the U.K., Australia, Germany, or wherever you’re from, you’re going to have a problem.
If you can’t get used to your wife’s or girlfriend’s relatives asking you for a “loan” which probably will never be repaid, and cursing you if you don’t give them that “loan,” you’re going to have a problem.
And finally, if you can’t get used to your wife’s AND girlfriend’s relatives asking you for a “loan,” you’re going to have some major problems.