When I worked at the finance company I was presented with some difficult but wonderful challenges. The company was going through some growing pains and I was immediately tasked with some big issues. Their need was in the “back end” of the business. That is a nice way of saying “repo”.
When I joined the company they were being inundated with cars coming back due to bad loans. My background in appraisals and remarketing proved to be a valuable asset. I had connections with auctions all over the country, offered alternative outlets such as salvage auctions and private sales, and I created a valuable network of tow companies.
One particular tow operator was a local guy named Mike. I essentially inherited him when I joined the company but his role was minimal and I expanded it. I always try to do business with a local guy, it’s just good business.
Mike is a really likable guy, the kind of person I enjoy doing business with. He was a independent with one truck but willing to work all day to earn a living. I gave him a lot of tows. He did a pretty good job for me for a few months and then I began noticing a side of him that didn’t work for me…he “Yes’d” me to death and wasn’t honest about his availability. He was growing his business through AAA tows and had begun to fall behind. He failed to tell me that he hadn’t gotten to previous assignments while gladly accepting new ones, which chaffed my ass greatly. I had to cut him back.
It wasn’t long before Mike came to see me in my office to apologize for his underwhelming performance. We talked at length. I told him how the demands of my job required a more reliable transporter and that I would keep him on but on a more limited basis. He reached across my desk with his big, greasy hand and shook mine, thanking me. He was hard not to like.
Mike continued to work for me for many years and was of great service on the AAA end of things helping me and my family with our five cars.
One Saturday I was getting ready to go out and my car wouldn’t start. I tried jumping it, it was dead. I called Mike and asked him if he could help. He was there in 15 minutes.
He pulled in with his rusty old Ford pickup, his dog and wife in the cab with him. I said hi to his wife, a very unpleasant and morbidly obese woman who I had never seen smile. She grunted in my direction.
Mike somehow got my car started. I asked him if he took credit cards. He didn’t. I was at a loss. I had no cash on me. He said don’t worry about it, remarking that I give him so much work that it more than worked out. I sheepishly thanked him.
His wife scowled at me.
I always felt bad about that day. Yes, I did give him a lot of work but I should have been able to pay him. I lost my job soon after. Mike and I lost touch.
Last week I saw on FB that he had a birthday. It caused me to reflect on my past dealings with him and how much I liked him. I decided that it was time to right a wrong. I took out my checkbook and made out a check for $100.00. I grabbed my stationary and wrote a short note.
Mike, I always felt bad about never paying you for the AAA service years ago. You’re a good man and you deserve better. Please accept this check as good will for a good deed.
Take care,
Bill
I mailed it that day. He FB inboxed me 3 days later thanking me. He said I shouldn’t have. I disagree.
My mother likes to tell me that I am determined to spend every penny I have. What she doesn’t get is that I am charitable within my means and I am not afraid to make amends.
Besides, the check to Mike isn’t about money.
It’s about respect.
It’s always good to do right by people, one way to keep good faith with the world. I’ll be Mike appreciated it:-)
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He did. He had forgotten about it. I thought about it constantly. Go figure
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Its funny how certain things in our past can linger and fester until we somehow make them right. That can’t always happen, but I’m glad in this case you were able to
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It’s really a load off. Such a small thing too
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I get it. I try to send money to my BFF. And one Christmas I was short and she sent me some. So now we have a ‘hot’ $100. We send it back and forth as the need arrises AND IT FEELS GREAT!
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It really does.
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Hey, you really are Superman. I have no doubts any more.
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You doubted me before? 😂
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If I ever did, I apologize deeply.
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A good story. Thank you for sharing. I can relate.
Having had a career as a purchasing agent there were a number of times when I would receive an incorrect vendor invoice; either overcharging or undercharging us. Well, of course management wanted us to have the overcharge corrected but I made it a practice to call the vendor and let him/her know when we’d been undercharged and asked if they wanted to issue a new invoice. Many times they would just tell me to forget it and pay per the invoice even though it was in our favor. There were those managers who took me to task for that. It was something that I never stopped doing. Once you give up your principles it’s hard to get them back.
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I am not the most successful man but I know that I will be remembered in the industry I was in as a fair and honest person. It was always my goal.
Thanks for chiming in Paulie, sounds like you and I would get along
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I really enjoyed this. Integrity is hard to come by these days.
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I feel better having done it
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I’d feel better, too. These things always sit with me, and there are a few people, places and times where I’ve needed and people did the good things – I wonder where they are, when we’ll cross paths again …
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I think I have finally righted all wrongs. It feels good
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I don’t have an emoji thing, but high five!!
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