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Has your friend disappointed you?

Sad to say, I was a victim. What's worse is I have full faith in her.

I trusted her and I believed her when she said it's a stable insurance company to go with. And when she switched to another insurance company, I didn't question at all. In my heart, she is my friend and she would not land me in any trouble or inconveniences and would strive to recommend me the best policies to serve my needs. Armed with a qualification not any insurance agent can afford to possess and being an ambitious person, the search for an easy life begins, inevitably, I would if I were her.

No one can guarantee that he or she will be stuck for life doing the same thing. Well, even if she were to change harbour again, I wouldn't mind or blame her. I expect, as her friend and client, to be informed, formally as well as friendly, her 'exit' from her sales career. What I faced, disappointingly and gradually, were delays, slipshods and non-responses, not something to be expected from a passionate her that I used to know. My doubt was slowly cleared when she went into another brick-and-mortar business. Yet, I don't receive any confirmation of her cessation from the insurance line. The loyal me still expects her to respond to me promptly on insurance matters. I do have my whining of her 'service', to myself only. When an important matter cropped up which needed her,as my agent, action, the truth finally surfaced. She ceased to be an agent and I was informed that another person will take over to serve me. When that termination happened, I was not informed at all, whether as a friend or as a customer.

Is that right? When all this while I've been supporting her? Not that I bought policies to the millions. The truth is I supported her and have faith in her.

Should the lesson be 'don't be too serious in a friendship'?

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