In the course of my life I have always encountered very dishonest people. Like everything else, there are also honest people and I tend to believe in honesty more easily than the other way around.
Some time ago I let a person who needed lodging in my house stay over here, since I know him and he is usually the one who repairs a lot of things in my house. I had the idea to offer him my house for when he stayed late in this city, since he is from a nearby town. For these towns, the public transportation units leave until a certain hour and then people have to wait for the next day for another unit to leave.
I put him up, gave him a mattress in my living room and he stayed there until the next day when he went home.
As the days went by, I needed a ream of paper from the two reams I kept in my library, but I never found it. The only strange person who has come has been him, with the pandemic no one has come to visit me to stay. All I’ve had were just phone calls and virtual visits.
In my thoughts I tried to remember the last step I took with my two reams of paper and where I placed them. They had been on my son's computer desk for quite some time. I removed them from there to store them in a better place and it seemed to me that the library was the best place. But it wasn't, since it disappeared from there.
I have a collection of worthless coins, they are all coins that I have collected since I was a 9 year old girl. I would find coins around my backyard and keep them. Until the day I realized that I liked having them and I started asking my family and friends to bring me their pennies or leftover coins when they travel.
That is why it’s a collection of so many years that has coins with no value for its type of coin as such, they only have sentimental value to me.
But in that same group of coins I had some silver coins that I got as a gift from my mother, one of them specifically, there were also key chains with silver coins and other coins with maltreatment but of different mintage years and all of them were silver… And all of them disappeared. They were in a single transparent bag and could be seen with the naked eye, and they were also in the library.
As I realized over time that these things have disappeared I eventually remembered that the only person who has come by my house to fix things on a few occasions has to be the one who took my things.
In fact, since he left he never called again and that makes me feel like I made a mistake in trusting him.
Dishonest people have never been to my liking. I like to share and help people when I can, I helped him while he came to my house to fix some things.
But my question, is whether he will call back to say hello or just let me think the worst of him.
It makes me sad when I trust people who aren’t worth it in the end, what he stole for me is something material that is of no major importance, but what he broke in my heart is the worst of all. He used me to rob my house and make me look like his friend.
Who loses more... him or me? I think I lost more because I trusted a person who totally let me down.
Now the same thing is happening to me again. I happened to buy an instrument for my use in the office and the person who acted all the time in good faith, telling me that they as a company help doctors who are recovering, bringing good contracts to health professionals. I see and read today, because that’s when I have the opportunity to finally read the contract that I made, that it was not what I expected.
I got what I wanted, sure, but they took me in my good faith and I signed something thinking in their honesty. But they ended up putting that the contract was started a month before, and said equipment has only been in my hands for 5 days, they also asked me to advance another payment that I thought was for October but turns out to be for September.
Basically, I had though that I was canceling drafts for the purchase of my instrument with two months in advance and it turns out that it’s not the truth... Because the contract says that the debt started last month.
I already called him and told him my point, I’m not going to return the contract, I like what I bought, but it's good to know that there is no such thing as amicable negotiations. There are always interests involved and when they are good salespeople and they find people who believe in people's honesty, they make better negotiations.
Nowadays it’s very difficult to get truly honest people. You still get people like me who believe there are, and who trust that we should give the benefit of the doubt, but these are my mistakes and I must pay for them.
I just hope that I can continue to find honest people in my life. I don't want to lose faith in people, because my state of optimism always finds more ways to think that there is honesty and less ways to think that there are many people waiting to take advantage of the foolish.
What do you think about honesty in people? Please feel free to comment your point of view...
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Ive been reading this for a few days. Home is really a big deal to me, for the longest time I had cut it out of things i expect from people. The amount of time a person had with yoy and the amount of dishonesty is the measure here. Anyway i had the same done to me more numerous times than I can count. All I can do is let them have the dishonest and i get back my power and energy. This is the love you give to you after the world trashes you! So much love my Dr Bless up!