I spoke to “Woman A” this afternoon. I hadn’t made contact in over three years, but I needed her assistance with something. From the moment I identified myself I knew I had made a mistake. She sounded really tense (which made me tense). She kept asking me why I was calling. She finally said she didn’t want to talk. She has a family, wants to move on with her life. This made me feel like a complete tool.
I hate those calls. They can ruin my whole day.