What leaves a nasty taste in your mouth?

 

A few minutes ago I was engrossed in checking my emails and catching up with the online news of the day, and perhaps a chat online with my good friend and editor Gerry in Australia, when a loud knock on my front door interrupted me.

I unlocked the door to be greeted by a large fearsome looking thickset man in paint daubed overalls, who immediately began to pressure me into parting with £300 to apply three coats of wood preservative onto the dilapidated picket fence in front of my home.

1. I hate being disturbed when my mind is on other things, like checking my emails etc.

2. I absolutely hate cold callers!

3. I loathe and despise pressure sales of any kind.

You can argue, quite correctly, that I should have ignored the loud knock and simply carried on with my emails. But, what if the person knocking on my door was one of my neighbours needing my help, or perhaps a worthy charity collector, or a friend?

The second I opened the door, my now apprehensive nature, a product of my age and mental state, kicked in big time. To be confronted by a large menacing individual who wanted nothing more than to bully me into handing over £300 which I haven’t got to spare, has left me with a nasty taste in my mouth as well as destroying my day, unnerving me to the point where I now have to write this account of the way he has affected me to somehow help the sick feeling I have in my stomach.

I am not the man I once was. Sadly after three major breakdowns, I am a shadow of my former self.

The thing that really angers me is that by his brutal intrusion into my day, my powers of concentration have now gone to hell in a handcart.

Before he showed up on my doorstep, I was going over in my mind the storyline for the next chapter in my novel. Now all I can think about is that damned man and how he has destroyed me for the rest of the day.

Damn him to hell!

 


Jack Eason – author of Onet's Tale

jackeason5@gmail.com
jackeason5@googlemail.com
Blog: http://akhen1khan2.blogspot.com/

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