My name is Dennis, in fact Dennis Kiro. I live in Guelph Ontario and I am a student at the local university. This time of the year I usually enjoy snowboarding and march break with my girlfriend.
Two months ago me and my girlfriend split up and it’s been really hard on me since then, I find myself walking the streets at night and just wondering how my life is going to look like without her. It gets pretty depressing.
Couple of days ago I decided to go snowboarding. I was heading out towards Blue Mountain and I was just putting the board and the boots in the car when I realized that I can’t seem to feel my keys in my pocket. I had realized that I just locked myself out of the house.
I know murphy well and if there is something that known to all of us is that he comes to visit at the worst time. I am so depressed and tired of being beat down by life and all I want is a quite drive and a releasing snowboarding experience.
Guelph is a city which sometimes gives you only so many options to rescue yourself out of a situation.
I had remembered that one of the students got locked out of his room and found a locksmith on kijiji.com which is a local directory for professionals on demand.
I went on KIJIJI and managed to locate this locksmith in Guelph. I called him up and told him I have locked myself out and how stupid I feel right now. He wasn’t quick to judge and told me that it happens to all of us. He reassured me that he will be able to help me.
I thought to myself how hard this line of work is, he must have many customers locking themselves out on a daily basis and he has to leave everything and run to their rescue. I would assume the guy is irritated I have no idea how things will go and most importantly how much I am going to be charged.
The locksmith showed up and he seemed pretty nice, he was well aware of the problem and quickly explained what he needs to do in order to let me in the house. I was amazed how polite someone can be and informative about every step of the way.
I never had to you a locksmith in Guelph before yet here I am just staring at this guy working trying to pick my lock. Probably going to drill it eventually he is just messing with me it’s only possible in the movies I thought to myself. Then, suddenly he turns the lock and Walla! The door is open, I was supper happy. How cool is that, being able to do that and get paid for it.
It’s a trigger in our brain when we hack something, it is a high stimulator and locksmiths have that when picking each lock he explained. I experience it myself, when I crack something new or learn a new trick in my own trade. I feel like we have something in common.
The bill was fair and I could continue my trip to Blue Mountain. The locksmith guy told me to get myself together and remember that break ups happen for a reason. It’s always a new road that teaches us the most – he said.
I was stunned that a trades person who comes to my house in order to provide such technical service ends up talking to me about deep matters like my personal problems. I guess these days customer service rose to a whole new level of satisfaction. Because there are two ways a service can end – either I am in a great mood when the service man leaves, or I am desperate and feeling sad about my existence. Very depressing, but not today since this Guelph locksmith guy left I decided he was in fact correct.
I am going to go and have me some snowboard time so I can release my tensions. Have a good day.
P.s – Thanks for your rescue!
The reason I write about these thoughts is because writing helps them live, there is so much going on inside my head makes it is impossible not to sit down and write.
These days I am a 24 hour locksmith, and the reason I am mentioning it is because I go to places. I meet incredible people. I witness friendship and drama and I live to tell the story.
There are many friendships out there, there are friends who hate each other. There are friends who help each other. There are friends who watch each other suffer and do nothing about it. There are friends who think of you as a good person and there are friends who misunderstand you and shape their opinion and just don’t bother. I believe that meeting new friends is hard, because you never know how to trust a person and the only tester of friendship is time.
Change of subject.
Making friends is not the topic here, Not losing them is..and I am not talking about those friends who call once in a blue moon and offer you their Herbalife products. I am talking about those friends who you are having a relationships with. Friends that have a part in your life and you wouldn't be the same without them. Those friends who you have encountered in your past all have a play in your personality. Somewhere.
So if you ask me how I see a friend, I see a person who helped me get better. I see someone who didn’t just ditch me but perhaps understood me. I believe real friends simply understand each other or at least try to. More I believe friends stick around. No matter what happens in the past friends come back.
I do, I don’t know maybe instinct. Feels natural to me to reach out to my old lost friends and call them. Ask them about their well being and what have changed. They were friends who you have most intimate relationships with, they know your problems and they are part of your daily life. Somewhere I wish I was perhaps more open with them or a better friend maybe I wouldn’t have lost them. I am sure all of you lost friends.
The past — a soup of your memories, experiences and feelings. Or just — you.“The past is the old you, the present is the future. Focus on it.” — Eli Abbasov I can express the past in many ways — war, trauma, love, hope, hate, jealousy, judgment, escape, belief, aim, progress and achievement. What have I achieved you ask, well you are reading this aren’t you.
If — you-are feeling like an underachiever every day, you would understand me.
I was never taught to think freely and I wasn’t mentally prepared for this world. But somewhere my inability to express myself opened my ears. So I learned also to listen and the person who taught me to listen was a friend of mine from the past. One of those friends I lost.
He always used to argue with me about everything and one day I just started arguing back and shouting and shortly I realized that I am doing it all wrong.
Somewhere I just accepted him as he is and didn’t argue with him anymore, I just listened and said “Yes Simon you are right” and after a while he was more interested in my opinion and we were able to communicate. But I was too late back then he grew cold on me eventually.
The Future! — “past+present=future”“The future has your name in it, you just need to write it” — Eli AbbasovDon’t wait till last moment, save your friendships now and be more direct so friends can understand your intentions better because you save yourself miscommunication that way. I believe that we all need that mental help to boost our survival skills by having a good company. So pick your company carefully and make sure you are appreciated. I never said that I gave up on getting my old friends back, it’s just there is right time and approach for everything. Chemistry is a very powerful tools when used correctly.
Until that day, I will just be here. Listening. Waiting for a sign. Just like a good cancer does.
Funny thing is sometimes I feel like some people don’t want to be my friends because I do 24 hour locksmith. For example one of my friends who I met while living London Ontario used to tell me all the time that he can’t come and visit because he is afraid that I will get a call and I will have to ditch him. I agree. No one likes to be ditched.
Care for your friend and do not judge him, your friends can be all you got sometimes. Try to save it while you can and the first step trying to encourage your friend to overcome his weaknesses. That is your key. Simply because we all have issues the only question is who helps us through them.
I am always here for your comments and your stories. I like to read personal stories and share experiences. Don’t be afraid to say what’s on your mind I don’t judge.
Eli Abbasov - I write about locksmith experiences and on-site security services. My stories are simple yet they contain a lot of thought.