Puravidatransport wrote:
BMW....good post and very good points!
Cool! I'm not trying to pry into your personal life here, but I know you're married to a Tica, based on your posts here. I'd like to know what her take on this issue is, and yours as well, and any disagreements that you have had about it. I have a casual girlfriend (Tica) who occasionally will blurt out that she does not like Ticos. I will usually kind of scowl at her and say, "You shouldn't pigeonhole people like that, especially when you're talking about your fellow citizens." The irony of the situation is that her son, a 25 year old Tico, is one of the most awesome people that I have ever met. I'm sorry to pry, and if you don't want to say, then I understand.
On the other hand, the CR culture is very placating. "NO" is not in their vocabulary, and as I'm sure you know, "Pura Vida" means "it gets done when it gets done." I learned a long time ago never to put a Tico to the screws when it comes to a deadline, as all you will get are empty promises. They do this because of a desire not to disappoint. It's hard to get mad at them when you realize that you set a goal they cannot meet, but they don't want to displease you.
On the other hand, you can't put up with laziness and BS. I just bought a car a couple of days ago. This all started out with me finding the car on the internet and then going to see it. The guy immediately starts talking about sealing the deal -- price and everything. I'm just saying, "No... I need to see the vehicle, ride around in it, check it out, look at it, see the papers on it, etc." So, we finally do all of that. Then, I go to the bank to make the money transfer. Well, the details that we agreed would be acceptable to the bank were not. I won't go into detail, but it was not working. Now my girlfriend and the salesman are saying, "Just go over here to this bank, and do this and that, and it will be fine." I say, "NO! I've already sat in the first bank for 2 hours, just to have them tell me that what we already agreed upon is not going to work. I'm going home."
The salesman and my girl were both unable to understand why I did that. I told my girl, "I don't do business that way. I did exactly what this guy asked, and everything was OK. Now, suddenly, it's not OK. I'm not doing Plan B. If guy wants to sell us the car, he can bring the car to my house, and pick the money up here, and we'll sign the papers here. End of story." My girl's Mom and Dad even came over to my house telling me how I could just go do this and that, and everything would work out. I told them to mind their own business, that I don't do biz like that, and if that guy wants to sell me the car, he can come to my house and sell me the damn car. They kept saying, "Well, in Costa Rica, it doesn't work that way." I just said, "Watch and Learn."
Guy showed up the next day and parked the car right in front of my house.