I Didn't Mean to Steal Her Keys! Update!!!!

Whelp...


She called me relentlessly at work yesterday. She left a message for me to call her back when I got on the clock. I did not call her back as I am not allowed to make personal phone calls. She called and talked to me and told me I needed to come and get her or bring her the keys I had (which I volunteered to do the day before when I was OFF work) because she had locked herself out of her car. I cannot leave work and NOT get into trouble, even it if is a good samaritan run.

I tell her this and she actually gets huffy with me. Telling me that she has to be someone by 7. How is it my fault that she locked her keys in the car?

So, being the nice person that most of us are at work, the person that was leaving first was driving her keys to her. Well, the woman did not tell us she had found a ride to the store...so the keys were at her car, but she was at the store. The man, was late for an appointment and the woman had told him "I'm getting keys made" so he waited by automotive. She didn't show up there because she wasn't getting keys made...he left her personal possessions with an employee and she was freaking out.


Just a bunch of bull. She now has to go to the store to get her personal possessions because she left before anyone told us that the other gentleman had left her items in automotive. Just a fun time...

From now on, I'm just dropping things in the "Left Behind" box and calling it good.
 
almost a year later. i am so happy you held onto those keys.

let me ask you something, did helping her out, listening to her story's, and reading the comments here change you in any way? Just curious to know how it evolved over the year.
 
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At least you put her stuff in the Left Behind box and ignore her from now on. I think she is using you a bit too far, too much gratituty going on.
 
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Listening to her stories made me realize that if she can go through something like losing all of her family in a house fire and being the only survivor...I can go through mundane things that I think mean a great deal.

Reading the comments, not so much but it made me think that there was a reason I had her keys...I just needed to find out what it was.

After the conclusion of the whole ordeal...I'm afraid she's a bit of a fruitcake. Seems like she forces herself on several people instead of good samaritans going on. We all tried to help her, but it just didn't seem to be enough. I believe she lives alone, but am unsure of that.

I wish I knew what this feeling was of "You need to remember her" is about...but I'm still lost as to why my mind keeps going to her.
 
We keep our bread, bagels, etc in our oven... makes a GREAT bread box... bread lasts FOREVER in there... but then the oven doesn't WORK and is a wall oven... 24" tiny little bugger that would be $650+ to replace... so at least this way it's in use.

Never thought about storing my taters and onions in there... *makes note*

You're a very cool cat to be that empathetic to customers... MANY just do NOT act that way at all, so it's really really nice to know there are folks out there that'll give my Grands a hand and an ear if they need one.
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For your compassion.
 

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