Cringeworthy
We all have it.
That job.
You know the one.
The one that didn’t turn out just right, or the customer that will
Never.
Stop.
Calling.
You.
You drive past their house, or business, or the name enters your thoughts as you browse past an old job file.
It’s like a voodoo curse. You drew them out from your foolish thinking. A storm brewing in the distance.
The phone rings, and you see who it is.
You see the name. You might have even customized it with whatever derogatory descriptor fits best.
Ugh. I don’t want to pick it up.
It’s the devil and the angel on each shoulder.
“Do it. It’s better to just deal with it now..”
“No, let it go to voicemail.”
Hello, how can I help?
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