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10 Short Stories That Prove Being Nice Doesn’t Always Go the Way You Planned

Story 5:

I work at a salon, and a new client forgot her Hermès purse and left. I desperately needed money, but I’m no thief, so I found her number and called to let her know it was here.

An hour later, she came looking pale. She took it and left without a word. To my shock, I later discovered that she had posted an extremely negative review about our beauty salon. In it, she claimed we had taken her bag and, after discovering she was the wife of an important businessman, we got scared and called her to come and collect it.

I was stunned. Thankfully, my boss is intelligent and fair, and she knew exactly what had happened. She told me that if this woman ever tried to return, she wouldn’t be welcome.

Still, the thought that she almost cost me my job—when all I had done was help her—makes me regret my kindness.

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