It’s funny what ideas you get when doing mundane, everyday things.
When I went downstairs to get a kilo of good beef, I accidentally dropped a chunk on the floor. The butcher went down to pick it up, but instead of tossing it in the bin, he just rinsed it with water and put it back with the others… even while I was still in the shop.
Let me tell you a story.
A week after Typhoon Ketsana (Ondoy), my Dad asked, “Son, why don’t you buy a newer, better car?”
At that point, my car was downstairs, a casualty of the heaviest floods our city has seen, and I was looking to replace her heart… the engine. Transplanting a new motor is a massive undertaking, not to mention an expensive one, and this particular instance is going to rack up a price tag that would cost well over half the residual value of my car. From a logical point of view, it doesn’t make sense to spend that much, especially since I could have just sold her as-is, add the money for the new engine and get a newer, better car…. like my dad said. Read more