There are times in everyone’s life, I suppose, when something happens to change one’s attitude a little. Sometimes, a lot!
I listened, fascinated, to a radio-play yesterday: “An Inspector Calls” by J. B. Priestly. It made me think a lot about my life and how I had led it.
I wondered if I had ever treated someone badly enough to make him or her lose self-confidence or, worse, think her- or himself worthless.
So, in my mind, I went over my long and convoluted life, looking for such behaviour. I recalled only one such incident.
It was in a work situation and I was told by my boss to sack someone he had himself set on as an employee. I did so in as kindly a way as I could. At least, that is what I tried to do it.
It happened far too long ago to find out how the girl felt. Nor will I ever know what happened to her and whether she regained her self-confidence, her self-worth.
This has made me decide to try even harder, in the years I have left, never to hurt anyone with my words or my actions. Mr. Priestly gave me a life-changing experience.