In my experience, people can generally be divided into two categories: those who love spreadsheets, and those who loathe them.
I fall squarely into category numero two. Spreadsheets? Hate ‘em! Shopping lists? Lol, no thanks, in this family we navigate the isles of Coles led by Vibes alone. A will? Get out of town, my death will be shrouded in mystery and my belongings fought over for generations.
For this reason, I am somewhat not suited to travelling with those from category numero ‘A’ — The Planner. You know the type — they’re the ones who have all their hotels booked, all their flights sorted, and the ATO isn’t even remotely after them. Imagine that!
Now, you may be thinking, well there’s the answer to the question posed in the headline, and to that, I’d say, not so fast Speedy Gonzales. Didn’t your mother ever tell you that when you “assume” you make an “ass” out of “u” and “me”?
I am instead here to make the argument that yes, in fact, the disorganised and the organised need each other. They are two halves of the same coin; two immortal forces locked in a neverending dual for dominance, the balance of which must be maintained for they are what keeps order in society at the micro and macro level.
They are the alpha and the omega, the yin and yang, without both, all will collapse into itself and the universe as we know it will cease to exist. Sorry, I was listening to a podcast about space this morning and now it’s all I can think about.
Point is, too many spreadsheets and you’re in for the most boring snooze-fest holiday of your entire life. But too little spreadheetin’? Well, hope you like sleeping at the train station cos every hostel in town is booked and oh what’s that? You lost your wallet and it’s only day four of your two-month Europe trip? Cry me a river. You did this to yourself.
Travelling is an art, there is no one right way to do it, but there are some ways that stand head and shoulders above others. Much like an original Rembrandt is just clearly better than the sad attempt at an elephant your nephew drew and yes actually you were in the right to tell them even though they cried — an unorganised person travelling with an organised person is just better than the two choosing to travel with their own kind.
The unorganised brings The Chaos and the organised brings The Order — and keeps an eye out for the best hotels — ultimately benefitting both parties.
Thus ends my thesis. Tune in next week where I make the case for all toddlers to learn Krav Maga, and the week after that where I’ll discuss the adding of a second ‘polite’ horn to every car so we can let people know the light has gone green without the whole thing feeling so confrontational.
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