I take pride in saying I am an honest man. I have even quit a job when my supervisor questioned my honesty. As a matter of fact to be honest with you the supervisor is a very lucky man! I came very close to taking my fist and changing the location of the man’s nose. Thankfully, I got a control of my temper and just handed him my keys and told which body parts to shove them.
I had the same thing happen again a few years later when the owner of a radio station in Troy Mo. questioned my honesty! His son told him a lie about me so he, the son would not get in trouble for what he had done. No violence or thoughts of violence this time. I was surprised when in our discussion I said to the owner of the station “I will not ask you to choose between myself and your son”. I then added “You will come to realize soon enough that you son lied and by the way I quit”
Having a job to be able to live is important but to me being honest means more than eating (Bacon is close)
Not to say I have been an angel all my life. I have made enough mistakes in my life that I am sometimes ashamed.
One of my slips of honestly came as a child. I would go with my mom to wash clothes at the laundromat or as we called it in the south a “WASHATERIA” a redneck would say warsh a tear ee ah.
On this particular day mom asked me to go to a nearby store to get change. Two dollars’ worth. She gave me instructions the change she needed. Seven quarters, two dimes and a nickel. I had to remember so I put it to a beat and strutted down the sidewalk singing ‘SEVEN QUARTERS, TWO DIMES AND A NICKLE’
My act of dishonestly came next, while waiting in line to get my change, I spotted some candy nearby and boy it looked good. I slowly took a piece and slid it into my pocket. I got my change and it was back to Mom singing ‘Seven quarters two dimes and a nickel” later I ate my candy and then it happened. GUILT.
Boy I felt horrible, I might have been 7 years old but I still feel that sense of dread and guilt and it was on my mind constantly. I came up with a plan! I gathered pop bottles and turned them in for cash. I stashed a couple of quarters away waiting for the next time we went to the warsh a tear ee ah.
Off to the store I went with a note I had scribble explaining how sorry I was and that I would never steal again! I took the note and went to the candy area and moved some candy around and slipped in my note and two quarters to pay for the candy I had swiped. I know I should have confessed to the clerk but in my 7 year old mind I was OK.
I tell you that little experience stuck with me and still does.
I am not sure where I read this but it right on point
Be honest to those who are honest, and also be honest to those who are not honest. Thus honesty in attained.
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