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Hello all,


Is a Problem a Problem?


There was a time when a management expert said,
"A problem that becomes known is no longer a problem."
He did not elaborate nor explain, but left it to the class to
figure it out. It was more effective this way, getting the
class to think from all angles.

Well, really, if there is a problem, a few scenarios can ensue.
If it is not known, the consequences will arise accordingly.
But, if it is known, there are two choices. Let sleeping dogs
lie and bear the consequences, or, take the necessary action
and deal with the problem; and if that has been done, where
is the problem?

Mrs. Bian's metal gate had become faulty and could not be
latched without great difficulty. One day, her little Snauzie
ran out into the neighbourhood. She and her maid, Nurhad,
had a sweaty time running around the estate to get it back.
But, for whatever unknown reasons, the gate was not fixed.
Then, one evening, a stray dog came by, and as always
Snauzie came on with her barking, nothing unusual.

Then, suddenly there was this noisy head to tail cartoon
like chase through the gate, into the main door, around the
living room, creating more noise of other kinds. Mrs. Bian
stepped up onto her couch, shouting, " Aiyoh, help Nurhad,
help!" The vase had fallen off the coffee table, spilling water
and flowers onto the carpet; the two dogs were still running
around, making mayhem.

Nurhad dropped all the kitchen work she was occupied with,
and came with immediate alacrity. She had presence of mind;
she quickly grabbed Snauzie, and with a couch cushion and
chased the other dog out of the house and through the gate.
Mrs. Bian was still in shock, at the situation and the mess; she
sat down. Calmly, Nurhad went about cleaning the mess,
picking up the vase and the flowers, and mopping the water
from the carpet. That was tough work, making it as dry as
possible.

"Aiyoh Nurhad, the chicken! quick, the chicken!", Mrs. Bian
suddenly shouted again. Nurhad dropped her mopping work
and dashed to the kitchen. The chicken in the oven had
become choutah, or burnt, and the pot of soup was boiling
dry. What another mess! But, fortunately, all the damages
were minor only!

A problem not dealt with remains a problem.


Have a nice day.
Ronald