A SYSTEM THAT WORKS.


Around last week, I went to the Secretariat because I had some issues with my NIN and other documentation. I knew a guy there, so I thought I would just breeze in and out.

When I arrived, I saw a lot of people standing outside. The office wasn't open yet, so I went to get something. When I got back, there was an even larger crowd. The guy I knew was there, so I didn't panic about the crowd.

Thinking that my acquaintance would call me inside and attend to me quickly, I waited. However, I ended up sitting and waiting in line for my turn. The wait wasn't too bad, but I was frustrated because I had to go to work afterwards, and my plan didn't account for staying there longer than 30 minutes.

Long story short, when it was finally my turn, I was attended to swiftly. Although I did go to work late that day, I realized that next time, I shouldn't plan to bypass a system that works.

We often exaggerate the flaws of a system when it doesn't benefit us and turn a blind eye when it does favor us. I later appreciated how the first-comers were attended to first, rather than succumbing to nepotism.

Dear reader, be the change you wish to see in the world. If you have a liking for fair systems like myself, be prepared not to get annoyed when you're served fairly, not just when others are served better than you.



@favvy_Okwansđź–¤

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