Maanantai 🇫🇮 Mánudagur 🇮🇸

Bureaucracy has been at its peak for a good few decades. Even the most insignificant chores require the involvement of dozens of embittered officials, who, with their inadequate responses, can destroy all our hopes in a split second we cast into humanity. Nevertheless, should we bump into someone showing signs of expertise, it's still not an insurance of success. Sometimes, these individuals can cause more trouble, but the funny thing is they think highly of themselves. However, more often than not, these human beings can cause more harm with their incompetence. If I point out their mistakes, they go mad and angry. They play the victim card immediately, and their answers contain disdain, contempt, and pique. Their stance is: I only wanted to help! The saying that the path to hell is paved with goodwill is no coincidence.

I had to visit the Hungarian National Tax Office today. Despite the lady's benevolence, who helped us navigate the intricate world of accounting and tax, she couldn't complete the easiest tasks. My NHS contribution has not been verified so far, and even though my entrepreneur status is inactive, the authorities see it differently. To disentangle this discrepancy, I took control into my own hands. After several phone calls and a personal visit later, I'm still not sure what to do, but at least I received a piece of information about how to proceed with this shambles. Coming home with full of hope, I didn't suspect anything sinister, but now I see I couldn't have been more wrong. The official notice I received today shattered the previously restored faith in humanity faster than light. My tax and NHS ordeal will never end.

Anyway, I woke up at 5 a.m., which is 6 a.m., if we don't consider daylight saving time, because I had to get the winter tyres installed. I had to drive to Budapest at 6 a.m. I thought I was still dreaming when I entered the back garden because the view was unequivocally winterish. A thin layer of snow covered the land. It was beautiful and peaceful, and it even pleased me to some extent. However, with the summer tyres on the car, I was a tad anxious about how to get to my mate. Fortunately, I got there safely and soundly, and my mate replaced the tires. Then we had a delicious ham and eggs breakfast and a much-needed coffee, and off I drove back to home. It was high time I changed the tyres. According to the weather forecast, the next days will bring more snow and colder air, so this winter will not be mild. I still need to figure out if it is good or bad news for us.

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