Rude People

I am never rude to people. Even when customers have been nasty to me or unfair or just down right obnoxious, I don't retaliate. I may go home and kick the fridge, stand in the middle of my garden and scream a lot of expletives or bash out my feelings on my blog but I am never, EVER rude to them.

But today I could have quite cheerfully pinned my customer to the floor and called him every name under the sun. For too many years than I like to think about, we have stoically stuck at out cleaning business. Turning up for work when we're clearly not well, dropping everything to help customers out, being punctual, honest, trustworthy and generally given our all. So when one tells us we don't do a proper job and have a bad attitude, I am shocked because it is clearly not true and we've twenty-four years worth of very happy customers to back me up on that!

This person was obnoxious to the extreme. A bully. A nit picker and one of the rudeness people I have ever met. SO rude that we did something we have never done in all our years of working, we walked out of the job before finishing and before being paid. It was that bad.

And it now makes me want to go and live on a remote little island where I don't have to deal with anyone because lately I've noticed that people in general are getting more and more aggressive.

You have only got to go out in your car to know that. People don't so much as give you a nod of thanks when you give way to them.

In the supermarket people push in or ram their trollies into you if you are in the way. It's a me, me, me society whereby people only care for themselves. There is no respect for others.

If I thought someone wasn't doing a job as well as I expected, I wouldn't be nasty. I'd just politely talk to them about it. But this obnoxious individual seemed to think that by being a bully we would immediately kowtow to him. We were working in his establishment and when he saw us he didn't even greet us, his immediate reaction was to start telling us off. Well, when you don't have your carpets cleaned for years and years and years and some of them are so caked in grease you can't see the pattern, can you honestly expect them to come brand new? Even though we were doing a really good job, it wasn't good enough for him and I suspect it was all a ruse to get out of paying us.

So we walked and that's a first and I am heartily sick of cleaning up for people. I had been having a lull in my writing, feeling I wasn't getting anywhere so what was the point? But today's experience has made me realise that I am too good to be the slave of nasty, rude people who just think my husband and I are thick cleaners who can be spoken to like dirt.

The worm has finally turned. I'm not putting up with rude people anymore. Next one that does it - watch out!