get it done

at an uncle's wake last night, the son-in-law placed a tarpaulin pic on an easel, folding the upper part of the tarp to follow the triangular shape of the easel.

an aunt and i were at the back of the room and i told my aunt:  'the pic should be straight.  they should put a horizontal bar on top so it won't be pointed.'

aunt:  'yes...  just like in a flip chart board...'

and that was it.

a couple of hours later, the brothers-in-law arrived.  upon seeing the folded/pointed pic, one of them summoned help to fix it.  they taped a cardboard on top and the pic was now fully displayed the way it should be.

me to aunt:  'look at that, auntie.  we saw it and we just pointed out what should be done.  he saw it and he himself did something about it.'

my aunt and i had a sheepish chuckle.

i related the story to our other relatives.  another aunt cited the supposed three types of people in the world:
1.  those who make things happen.
2.  those who watch things happen.
3.  those who wonder what happened.

wahaha...

ei, if it's any consolation, at least we knew what should happen...  ;")

then this afternoon, i noticed that one of the siblings' names in the row of flowers hang in an opposite direction from the rest.  i removed it then taped it back in the correct direction.

later when i was chatting with a cousin, i told her the two stories saying it was her dad's name i fixed the second time around.

she teases me:  'you learn quickly, huh!'

me:  'haha...  yes...  and i learn my lessons well.'

; p

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