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You tried to get a bargain, at a place you knew was flaky. You expected to get a carpet remnant that should have cost you a few hundred dollars for $50. You chalked all this up to some good luck or perhaps divine intervention. Then when things didn't turn out the way you wanted them to, you spent far more than $50 of your time and aggravation chasing your mistake, throwing good money after bad, even getting your friend involved. Then you expect readers to take some sort of moral lesson from this mess???
It's obvious your 'carpet man' was a scumbag. It's obvious he didn't treat you with one ounce of decency or respect. But equally galling to me is your expectation that somehow things would turn out right because you were vulnerable, deserving, or maybe god was on your side. This is not how things work, sweetie. Obviously, the carpet guy didn't care if you were a Sunday School teacher or Jack the Ripper. He had you pegged.
And your platitudes and flowers didn't work either. Here's a platitude for you: don't be nice, be real. Nobody cares how stoic you are, or how you are taking the high road by turning the other cheek. Despite what the bible says, those who do so usually get bloodied. Just be glad it was $50 and chalk it up to experience. Or next time you might get bilked for thousands on that church remodel you're planning.