My trust has been abused a few times. But let me tell you a lovely story of how trusting people can be good.
On Monday evening the dishwasher broke. Specifically, the start button broke. Everything else worked.
First thing Tuesday morning I texted the mobile of a dishwasher engineer who once visited. By the time I read her reply I was at Gloucester Services on the M5 north, on the way to visiting my Mum. The reply said:
'Amazing. I am in your road now. Will call at 11.00-11.30.'
To which I replied 'Aaaagh!' followed by the more considered, 'Can you ask my neighbours for a key? I will text them.'
At 11.00 I received another text. 'Neighbours are out. Will go and do a call in Portishead then return. I have your Laithwaite's wine delivery.'
I received a text later from engineer saying, 'Have left you a note in kitchen.'
Returning home the note said that the dishwasher needed a new part but a temporary fix had been done. There was a bank account number to transfer the money (or I could pay the whole bill when the part arrived ). The wine delivery was on the side.
Thanks to Laithwaites, for trusting another person in a white van.
Thanks to Roni, the engineer, for a great job.
Thanks to my neighbours for checking then trusting.
Not everyone will feel comfortable letting their neighbours have keys to their house or letting engineers they have only met once be in their house alone. But those people would be doing the Christmas washing up by hand despite owning a labour-saving device.
And yes I know this is a middle-class example and not everyone has dishwashers but you do the application. I trust you.
#RAGGS = Random Acts of Good or Great Service
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