Tonight I found out some troubling information that relates to the plumber and some of the other people that work with him. After thinking about it for awhile I decided that I had to tell him. And I did. I called him, thinking that I would get his voicemail, and he answered. Before I told him what I knew I made it clear that I couldn’t tell him how I learned the information, but that it was a trusted person.
I told him.
And, of course, he demanded that I tell him who had told me.
I couldn’t.
And now he is furious with me.
I am certain that if the roles were reversed, I would what to know sooner and not later.
~ Anger is the feeling that makes your mouth work faster than your mind. ~ Evan Esar
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