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Bekefi And Barrett Pdf Viewer. “Judge a man by his questions rather than by his answers.” -Voltaire Just last month, my husband (we’ll call him MB) and I were in Paris during the train (SNCF) strikes. During this strike something like 2 out of every 3 trains was cancelled and we arrived at the Paris Gare de Lyon to find that our train back to Grenoble had been one of the unlucky ones. After talking to multiple SNCF staff, it was explained that they could not issue us new tickets as ours were not exchangeable but we could board the next train with our old tickets and we were “sure” to get a seat. My reaction was something like this: Uh, I’m sorry, what? You are not going to issue another ticket? I’m just supposed to take a chance that what you are suggesting will work out and that we’ll manage to get two randomly free seats in the middle of 3 train’s worth of people trying to board?!?!!!!!!!!

Oui, apparently that is exactly what we were supposed to do. So we sat and we waited, having no idea whether or not we would manage to get on the following train that was leaving in 3 hours.

As the minutes ticked by, my anxiety grew, I was practically bouncing around with nervous energy. What if we didn’t get on, what was the plan then? Would we stay in Paris for the night? Did I need to start calling friends to try and find a place to crash? Maybe we should just take the hit and purchase brand new tickets? The uncertainty was making me crazy but to my surprise, when I looked around the jam-packed train station, most people seemed pretty zen. “It’s amazing,” I said.

“How is everyone so calm and quiet when no one knows what is going on? People would be flipping out or commiserating with strangers or flipping out*.” MB looked around and thought for a second or two. “Maybe we are just more philosophical.” *** I do not deal well with change. Now, I don’t mean change as in: “if only women hadn’t gotten the vote” way, but rather: “what do you mean we’re going out to dinner tonight?” When I have organized or arranged something and it changes at the last minute, my brain slams into overdrive, regardless of whether this is a positive change or not. It goes something like this: Stage 1: Panic.

OHMEGAWD, what is happening? I’m spinning in circles?

I don’t know. It doesn’t matter anyway, there is no rhyme or reason to anything in the world. Apparently, things just happen(this thought then creates further panic) Stage 2: Doomsday. Well, it’s all over. I might as well just sit down.

I mean, why do I even try anymore? Nothing will ever work out the way it is supposed to EVER. Life is just one ironical joke. Stage 3: Recalibration. Stage 4: Epiphany/denial.

Phewwell, lookie-there, the perfect solution just presented itself. In fact, this option is actually better than the original plan anyway. Things always just fall into place, it’s a good thing I handle situations like this so well. I really keep a cool head and just go with the flow. All of these stages are wildly verbal and come with gobs of explanations to whomever might be with me when said change occurs (usually MB who is shell-shocked by my range in emotionsnever a dull moment with me, right babe?). He, on the other hand, accepts change with calmness and perspective, he becomes quiet and considers things before reacting.