How many of us remember that nursery rhyme that says “Please and thank you, they are the magic words”? I have come to use these words more than anything, to me it doesn’t harm anyone to say these words.
I do not like to see people sad, it breaks my heart to see people sad especially when I discover I am the cause of their pain. Once I realize I wronged you I am so apologizing like my life depends on it, I even go the extra mile to try to make you laugh, people around me know that I have a first-class in making people feel better🥰
I keep telling people that the world is so chaotic and people are going through a lot, in that light don’t ever be the reason why someone feels sad, second guesses themself, or feels small.
I care about people’s emotions a lot that’s why I apologize to avoid drama or bad blood but then again I know when to draw the line.
Something really annoying happened a few months ago, I met a hair vendor and one thing led to another and we became pretty close, our relationship moved from a business one to that of friendship or so I thought.
Theresa was so good to me even though I didn’t have the money to constantly patronize her, I took it upon myself to refer people, my referrals were quite good as I knew the right words to say to people to make them choose Theresa’s brand. I was not doing this for any commission I was doing it for a “friend”.
One good thing about referrals is that a referral tree can be formed from one person and I was that person.
Theresa’s business was booming as she was beginning to have so many clients and I did not fail to express how proud I was of her as that’s what friends do, they cheer you on consistently and they become your bragging rights.
It all happened after a few months. A very close friend of mine was getting married and this particular wedding was important to me, Theresa knew as I had informed her a month before the wedding that I would buy a new hair from her, she was ecstatic and promised to give her best.
As the wedding drew nearer I sent her the money for the hair, that is importing and wigging it, and kept reminding her of how close the wedding was and she kept assuring me that she had everything under control.
The days were running so fast and before I knew it, it was five days to the wedding and my so-called friend had still not delivered my hair and all I could get was “calm down you’ll get it”.
One thing that kept me calm was the friendship we shared and I knew for a fact that she wasn’t going to disappoint me as she knew how important the wedding was to me but I was totally wrong!
A day before the wedding I kept calling Theresa but Theresa didn’t pick up or text back. At first, I was really worried as it was never like Theresa to go under the radar as she was always active to attend to customers. I went to her shop and was told by the security that she had traveled. God, I was so mad, disappointed, and frustrated. Long story short, I had to look for what to do with my hair.
After three days Theresa showed up at my house while she was explaining the cooked-up story she had prepared before showing up at my doorstep, I got angry, I said so many things and I didn’t care if she was hurt or not because at that moment I had it up to my neck and couldn’t hold it in again. I was unapologetic.
Me saying sorry after spewing everything because I wanted to save drama would have been a very terrible decision and I wouldn’t do such.
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