{"id":521,"date":"2014-04-14T00:00:00","date_gmt":"2014-04-14T00:00:00","guid":{"rendered":""},"modified":"2014-04-14T00:00:00","modified_gmt":"2014-04-14T00:00:00","slug":"","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.heatherparisi.com\/?p=521","title":{"rendered":"Trova la differenza &#8230;. by Dario"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Vorrei raccontarvi cosa mi &egrave; successo gioved&igrave; 27 marzo qui ad Hong Kong: ero piuttosto scettico se divulgare questo fatto realmente accaduto oppure evitare, alla fine ho deciso di renderlo pubblico&#8230;<\/p>\n<p> Intorno alle 7,30 del mattino esco con mia figlia per andare a scuola e, appena fuori dal garage del palazzo, vengo tamponato da una macchina: alla guida riconosco una signora che abita nella mia stessa scala&#8230;<\/p>\n<p> Scendiamo entrambi dalle rispettive auto e, dopo aver constatato il danno, lei si avvicina a me molto dispiaciuta del fatto e mi chiede: cheque or cash???<br \/> Io, non avendo ancora mai vissuto in prima persona qui un&#8217;esperienza simile, rimango un po&#8217; perplesso e le dico di voler far valutare il danno prima di ogni cosa&#8230;<br \/> Ci scambiamo i rispettivi numeri di telefono, facciamo qualche foto, ci salutiamo: ognuno per la propria strada&#8230;<\/p>\n<p> Verso le 9:30 contatto un carrozziere, gli mando le foto via WhatsApp e gli chiedo un preventivo&#8230;<br \/> Dopo poco, la tipa mi scrive, sempre su WhatsApp, e mi comunica che il suo meccanico dopo aver visto le foto avrebbe riparato il danno per 2,000 HKD&#8230;<br \/> Allora io le rispondo e le dico che sto ancora aspettanto il prenventivo dal mio&#8230;<\/p>\n<p> Prima di pranzo, mi arriva il preventivo scritto su carta intestata, sempre via WhatsApp, dal mio carrozziere: mi chiede 3,000 HKD&#8230;<br \/> Lo giro alla signora che praticamente in tempo reale mi chiede un&#8217;altra volta: cheque or cash???<br \/> Le dico che va benissimo un assegno&#8230;<br \/> Mi replica: te lo lascio nella buca delle lettere&#8230;<\/p>\n<p> La sera, intorno alle 20, rientro a casa, passo per la buca delle lettere e trovo un pacchetto di cioccolatini, l&#8217;assegno ed un bigliettino di scuse: incredulo, le scrivo subito due righe per ringraziarla&#8230;<\/p>\n<p> Ho voluto raccontare questa storiella perch&eacute; quelli che mi conoscono sanno che sto vivendo un &#8220;dramma&#8221; italiano da oltre 5 anni: forse pi&ugrave; che un dramma dovrei dire una &#8220;farsa&#8221;&#8230;<\/p>\n<p> A Napoli, il 1&deg; gennaio del 2009, un autobus di linea ha distrutto completamente la mia auto, regolarmente parcheggiata, che ho dovuto poi rottamare&#8230;<\/p>\n<p> Sono trascorsi oltre 5 anni e sono ancora in causa con l&#8217;assicurazione che non vuole risarcirmi il danno&#8230;<\/p>\n<p> Immaginate cosa ho provato gioved&igrave; sera quando ho visto l&#8217;assegno ed i cioccolatini nella buca della posta: erano trascorse poco pi&ugrave; di 12 ore dal sinistro ed era gi&agrave; tutto finito&#8230;<\/p>\n<p> Un caro saluto da HK&#8230;<\/p>\n<p> dario schianchi<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&#8212; English Version &#8212;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>I would like to tell you what happened Thursday, March 27th, 2014 here in Hong Kong: I was rather sceptical if I should spread this fact that actually happened or avoid it altogether&#8230;.in the end I decided to make it public&#8230;<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>Around 7:30 am one morning, I was taking my daughter to school and the moment I was outside of the garage of our building, I was rammed into by another car: a woman from our same floor and same building, was the driver&#8230;<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>We both got out of our cars and after analysing all of the damages, she came next to me, very upset about what had just happened, and asks: cheque or cash???<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>I had never experienced such a thing yet, while living here in Hong Kong. I was perplexed and said that I would like to find out an estimation before making any other decision&#8230;<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>We exchanged phone numbers, took a few photos, and said goodbye: each one going to their destination.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>At around 9:30 am I got ahold of the Auto Repair Shop, and I sent the photos that I took via WhatsApp, asking for an appraisal&#8230;<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>After a little while, the woman writes to me, on WhatsApp, communicating that her mechanic after seeing the photos, would charge HK$ 2,000 to repair&#8230;<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>I respond to her, saying that I am still waiting for mine to give me his&#8230;<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>Before lunch, I receive a written evaluation from my Auto Repair on their stationary, (yes, we are still on WhatsApp), asking for: HK$ 3,000&#8230;<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>I send it on to the woman and in no time whatsoever, she asks me another time: cheque or cash??? <\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>I respond that a cheque would be fine&#8230;<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>She replys saying: I will leave it in your mailbox&#8230;<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: bold;\">That night, around 8:00 pm, I return home, and passing by to pick up my mail, I find a box of Chocolates, a cheque and a note saying how sorry she is&#8230;in awe, I respond, thanking her&#8230;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: bold;\">I wanted to tell you this little story because the people that really know me, are aware of an Italian &#8220;living nightmare&#8221; that I have been living for the past 5 years: maybe more of a &#8220;farse&#8221; in my honest words&#8230;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: bold;\">In Naples, January 1st, 2009, a public bus completed destroyed my car, which I would like to add, was legally parked. It was so badly demolished that I had it taken to the Scrapyard&#8230;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: bold;\">Well, 5 years have gone by and I am still in a law-suit with the insurance company that refuses to pay the damages&#8230;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: bold;\">Just try to think of what I was feeling last Thursday evening when I saw the cheque and Chocolates in my mailbox: only 12 hours had gone by and everything had been resolved&#8230;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: bold;\">A sincere hello from Hong Kong&#8230;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: bold;\">Dario Schianchi<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; Vorrei raccontarvi cosa mi &egrave; successo gioved&igrave; 27 marzo qui ad Hong [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_angie_page":false,"page_builder":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-521","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.heatherparisi.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/521","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.heatherparisi.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.heatherparisi.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.heatherparisi.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.heatherparisi.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=521"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.heatherparisi.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/521\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.heatherparisi.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=521"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.heatherparisi.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=521"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.heatherparisi.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=521"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}