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Regrets!
I thought this would be an interesting topic. I also think that you guys need to see that away from the drama, some of us are real people with real problems and more important we have real feelings. And maybe you guys might like to read a topic that is not about fighting and has no self promotion in it what so ever. Who knew that could happen..lol
So my topic is open to all that wish to share there views and share there own regret story's.
So this happened a couple of years ago when I was living in Etobicoke. First you need to understand that the problem with Toronto and I am sure every where else as well. There are so many guys that never show up, even people you have seen before, they sometimes do not bother to show up either. They never call to cancel which is a pain in the butt and a waste of our time. So most girls do not bother to get ready till you call from that pay phone.
Myself, I live a very normal boring life, hard to believe I know, but it is the truth. I sit around in shorts and a T-shirt and watch TV, play video games and go online and write story book posts. I never wear make up and my hair is always in a pony when I am at home. I am just a plan Jane till I have a client. But I never bother to get ready for that client till he calls and he is on his way. I also shower as soon as I get up, but have to shower just before someone shows up at my house. I can not see anyone unless I shower first.
So like any other day, I was checking emails and looking at porn...yes that is how I start everyday..lol. I get my call from my client and he confirms his booking for 2pm. I say o.k and go back to my porn. At 1:45 he calls from the pay phone and I tell him to come over. I go to get into the shower, and I find out that I have no hot water. My landlord only lived down the hall so I asked him to come fix it. He said it should be fixed in an hour, but he did not know for sure what the problem was.
My buzzer rings right at 2pm and I have to tell the guy the story and to please call me in an hour to make sure it is fixed. He says something and walks out. He never did come back and I was without hot water till later that night. But when he was leaving, I looked out my window, I wish I never did to be honest. He was walking away like a child that just got there candy stolen. He had flowers and what looked like a gift that was wrapped. I felt my heart sting and this hole was in my belly for days afterwards. Writing it right now, I still feel bad about what happened.
I think this needs to be said. It does not go unnoticed to some of us what a huge deal it is to meet us in person. For some we are like a celebrity or like there dream girl. We are the chance for them to fulfill there life long fantasy. It sometimes takes a lot of guts to not only show up but to pick up that phone. To some it is like a romantic date, they show us this with gifts.
Anyways, I know that not having any hot water was not my fault. There was no way I would ever see a client without showering and making myself ready for them. But, I should have started to get ready much earlier and then when he called I could have told him before he showed up. Then, I would have never known what a nice guy he was and I would not have felt that guilt. He always might have come back and not fault that I have wasted his time.
It really effected me so much that, after seeing him leave like that, I called a friend that lived in the next building. I went over and showered and then came back to my house and got more done up then I ever had before for a client. I sat there and waited for almost 2 hours, pay back was a bitch for me that day! In the end I was not upset with him that he did not show back up or call, I felt bad because he went to so much effort to see me and tried to show me so much respect.
I still to this day can not get that image out of my head of him walking away with those flowers slumped by his leg and his head down. I always wish I was able to know how to get a hold of him to tell him how sorry I was. But that never happened and probably never will.
Anyways, thats my regret. It may seem like I should have way more over the years, or at least bigger regrets. But this one has stood out in my mind as one of the regrets I regret the most.
OK lets here your thoughts or please tell your own regret story!
Tasha
So my topic is open to all that wish to share there views and share there own regret story's.
So this happened a couple of years ago when I was living in Etobicoke. First you need to understand that the problem with Toronto and I am sure every where else as well. There are so many guys that never show up, even people you have seen before, they sometimes do not bother to show up either. They never call to cancel which is a pain in the butt and a waste of our time. So most girls do not bother to get ready till you call from that pay phone.
Myself, I live a very normal boring life, hard to believe I know, but it is the truth. I sit around in shorts and a T-shirt and watch TV, play video games and go online and write story book posts. I never wear make up and my hair is always in a pony when I am at home. I am just a plan Jane till I have a client. But I never bother to get ready for that client till he calls and he is on his way. I also shower as soon as I get up, but have to shower just before someone shows up at my house. I can not see anyone unless I shower first.
So like any other day, I was checking emails and looking at porn...yes that is how I start everyday..lol. I get my call from my client and he confirms his booking for 2pm. I say o.k and go back to my porn. At 1:45 he calls from the pay phone and I tell him to come over. I go to get into the shower, and I find out that I have no hot water. My landlord only lived down the hall so I asked him to come fix it. He said it should be fixed in an hour, but he did not know for sure what the problem was.
My buzzer rings right at 2pm and I have to tell the guy the story and to please call me in an hour to make sure it is fixed. He says something and walks out. He never did come back and I was without hot water till later that night. But when he was leaving, I looked out my window, I wish I never did to be honest. He was walking away like a child that just got there candy stolen. He had flowers and what looked like a gift that was wrapped. I felt my heart sting and this hole was in my belly for days afterwards. Writing it right now, I still feel bad about what happened.
I think this needs to be said. It does not go unnoticed to some of us what a huge deal it is to meet us in person. For some we are like a celebrity or like there dream girl. We are the chance for them to fulfill there life long fantasy. It sometimes takes a lot of guts to not only show up but to pick up that phone. To some it is like a romantic date, they show us this with gifts.
Anyways, I know that not having any hot water was not my fault. There was no way I would ever see a client without showering and making myself ready for them. But, I should have started to get ready much earlier and then when he called I could have told him before he showed up. Then, I would have never known what a nice guy he was and I would not have felt that guilt. He always might have come back and not fault that I have wasted his time.
It really effected me so much that, after seeing him leave like that, I called a friend that lived in the next building. I went over and showered and then came back to my house and got more done up then I ever had before for a client. I sat there and waited for almost 2 hours, pay back was a bitch for me that day! In the end I was not upset with him that he did not show back up or call, I felt bad because he went to so much effort to see me and tried to show me so much respect.
I still to this day can not get that image out of my head of him walking away with those flowers slumped by his leg and his head down. I always wish I was able to know how to get a hold of him to tell him how sorry I was. But that never happened and probably never will.
Anyways, thats my regret. It may seem like I should have way more over the years, or at least bigger regrets. But this one has stood out in my mind as one of the regrets I regret the most.
OK lets here your thoughts or please tell your own regret story!
Tasha
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