Rose65
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I was a trusting, open person, from childhood well into adulthood. I always looked for the best in people and was happy and content in my heart.
I find myself wondering when was it I lost that, because it's gone. My heart is much harder now, I trust very few, having learned to trust my sixth sense.
Yet even now I slip up. This is a trivial example but it bothers me. We fixed up a person to clean the gutters out, he seemed very professional. He didn't turn up on the day, but I assumed there must be a good reason. Sure enough, he got in touch a few days later saying he had had a bereavement in the family. I was really sympathetic and understanding. A new date was fixed. He came, very pleasant, did the job, we paid him cash.
Next day we discovered he had only done half the job, we had broken our own rule of not checking before paying, as we were too busy chatting to him. So we had to finish the job ourselves, I hadn't wanted my husband on a stepladder and all the muddy mess, but needs must. I had been so taken with the pleasant young man I had even given his details to my neighbour as he had said he noticed his gutters were all blocked too. So I went round and made sure he wouldn't be using him.
Then we had different problem, with a drain, we fixed up a man to come and quote. You know how you arrange your day to make sure you are there to answer the door etc? Got up extra early, put other things off. Well, he didn't come.
Only small things but I feel foolish and each matter adds to my feeling that nobody can be relied upon and good nature is taken advantage of.
I find myself wondering when was it I lost that, because it's gone. My heart is much harder now, I trust very few, having learned to trust my sixth sense.
Yet even now I slip up. This is a trivial example but it bothers me. We fixed up a person to clean the gutters out, he seemed very professional. He didn't turn up on the day, but I assumed there must be a good reason. Sure enough, he got in touch a few days later saying he had had a bereavement in the family. I was really sympathetic and understanding. A new date was fixed. He came, very pleasant, did the job, we paid him cash.
Next day we discovered he had only done half the job, we had broken our own rule of not checking before paying, as we were too busy chatting to him. So we had to finish the job ourselves, I hadn't wanted my husband on a stepladder and all the muddy mess, but needs must. I had been so taken with the pleasant young man I had even given his details to my neighbour as he had said he noticed his gutters were all blocked too. So I went round and made sure he wouldn't be using him.
Then we had different problem, with a drain, we fixed up a man to come and quote. You know how you arrange your day to make sure you are there to answer the door etc? Got up extra early, put other things off. Well, he didn't come.
Only small things but I feel foolish and each matter adds to my feeling that nobody can be relied upon and good nature is taken advantage of.