Don’t Delete the Phone Number
I’m not the sharpest knife in the drawer. I’ll admit that. Sometimes when I THINK I do the right thing, it’s not always. I should have done something different this morning with a text I received.
This morning I received a text on my phone saying something mean. I did not recognize the number. And what they said was so stupid in the first place…Why? I didn’t want to give the person at the other end the satisfaction of trying to rattle me and, so, I deleted it.
In reality, I should have brought the number to a policeman I know and asked who it was. I have those connections. Stupid me. I just didn’t want to deal with it and whomever it was trying to upset me. It’s like high school all over again and who, really, wants to experience that?
If it happens again, which I hope it doesn’t, I will definitely be finding out who is trying to be so hurtful. Unhappy people do some pretty mean things. Don’t drag us happy people down with you.