2 litters of water for a fainted stubborn Greek…

(Does anyone else need them too?)

(part 2, to read part 1, please press here; to read part 3, please press here)

Reality bites (2 litters of cold water solved the problem)
     Several softer or harder slaps and smacks on my face didn’t work (I bet there is a queue of people who would pay, so as to have the pleasure to smack me like this… saving me, while I would stay defenseless…). Someone tried to shake me, but the last time I was shaking was at a dance floor, if I remember correctly, so no luck again. Finally, a stewardess who was really worried (and very helpful, I might say) did what really solved the problem: She emptied a big cold bottle of 2 litters of water on me. I don’t know how she knew that I drink only still, not sparkling, but she had the right flavor too!
     And it worked! I felt a shock ofcourse, I had shivers too, but it finally started waking me up. The cold water helped me to slowly open my eyes and see around me many worried ladies, seven or eight. I whispered to them that I was ok, but they didn’t believe me. They told me that I was pale (yeah, tell me something new). My… male pride replied to them that they should not worry anymore and I would soon be able to stand up. “Mister, you are white like the paper, what are you talking about?” I heard another stewardess telling me, while she forced me to started inhaling oxygen.
     It was difficult for me to accept that I was unable to stand up, or even to reply to someone. I just wanted to close my eyes again and sleep. I didn’t want to pay attention to the reality around me, I was hoping that I could press the button and I could find myself laying on my bed, sleeping… But reality bites and forced me to accept it. I slowly recovered, allowing all the people to return to their seats. I stood up (by myself ofcourse, too proud to accept any help) and went to a seat, being “under surveillance” of another stewardess. Even after we landed, no one from the crew wanted to leave before me, they were waiting to see that I didn’t have any serious problem…

Real world bites
     Unfortunately, a “similar to faint” situation is found today in thousands of cases around Romania (and not only, but we are here and talk about this market). So many people have estimated wrong the world around them, made wrong moves and now they are in very bad situation. A vast majority of all these arrogant guys (especially) of the past, who “knew all”, “didn’t need anyone to consult them, as they knew all”, “didn’t want to accept the reality, because they knew all” etc… has entered into a dark era.
     Let us parallelize their situation with my faint. I was food poisoned and still I was confident that I am ok. They are financially blocked, but they still try to believe they are ok. I refused to change my programme, I thought I could handle. They usually refuse to change their expensive lifestyle, they think they will find a solution in the end. I couldn’t open my eyes and I was feeling I was lost in space. They also refuse to see their real condition, talking about “the prices of 2008” and values that exist only in their dreams. I was listening to some voices, but I didn’t want to really hear them, they were like whispers I could easily ignore. They do the same, whenever any serious person informs them about how much their property values in reality, today. I was ready to suffer great damages in my brain (some “friends” of mine can assure you that I didn’t avoid them eventually…) while they are ready to suffer great damages to their personal economics: to bankrupt…
     I woke up only when a stewardess threw cold water on me. It seems to me that these guys will wake up only when something shocking and very bad will happen to them too. They don’t try to solve their problems by accepting to earn less. They continue asking for crazy numbers, but this “something shocking” is reaching them very close. A call from the bank that their properties will enter into bank’s possession, a lost contract, God knows what else… can really destroy them for many years.

(the last part tomorrow)