I’m a pessimistic optimistic. What that means is that I like to think people are just the worst. Like, they just actually suck, and make you want to put your head in your hands and ask why you must really belong to such a soul-sucking species of leeches. To give this a little bit of context, you should probably know that I have been very worried about something. Yes, okay, maybe that was obvious, but I was scared.
My dad is one of the most honest men around. He wears his heart on his sleeve, knows the name of everyone he’s ever worked with, is always ready for a chat, and just generally gets on well with anyone. He’s a carpenter, contracts himself out most of the time, but is always willing to help a friend or a neighbour out. The thing is, though, he thinks everyone is as great. And that was why when we started talking to these fancy website design people in Melbourne, I started getting really worried. He’d been burnt by tech gurus before, but it didn’t look like his trusting nature had learnt its lesson. I didn’t want to see him get done over again.
To my surprise, that wasn’t what happened at all. I expected people to be the leeches they always are, but these guys were surprisingly honest and up front. Dad’s really needed someone to walk him through the uses of ecommerce websites in Melbourne (he’s not even sure he should really be on the internet, which is just totally crazy) and how his website can be a shop front for his whole business. They stressed that all they really wanted to do was help grow his business, which he really needs at the moment.
So I guess just this once people turned out to be alright. Huh. Fancy that.