abyssinian
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Well I am fairly new here...I think this is even my first thread, but I have enjoyed many of your "rant" threads and kinda felt like having my own of sorts.
I just heard that a person I have called a "friend" for almost 30 years is in the hospital with less than 48 hours to live (blood poisoning). I have decided not to go visit him.
The story goes that he is actually a friend of mines dad. Their family was the center of a large group of friends that I was a part of. Well, back in about 1989 they needed someone to help drive to San Diego (about 1100 miles from here), and I volunteered. I woke up the morning after we arrived in San Diego to this guy coming back in the house and stating that his car had been broken into and someone stole my high dollar 2 way radio we had hooked up for the trip.
All was well more or less for a couple of years until one night I'm out drinking with his son who gets all guilty and blabs that his dad had faked the break-in and put my radio in his trunk. The dad denied it for years (and still does as far as I know), but I eventually found proof as I was brought the radio for repair by another member of our little group (I had made a one of a kind modification to the inside, so no mistaking it). I most likely would have never spoke with this guy again, except that his family was the center of almost all of my friends at the time.
Fast forward almost 20 years. Over the last 5 or so years I've grown apart from all those guys, and haven't seen ANY of them since my son was born a couple years ago. I get the news today, and all I can think about is that stupid radio. No, I'm not glad he's dying...I'm just not sure I want to "pay my respects" or whatever they call it.
Anyway...thanks for listening.
Oh...and by the way...this was far from the only time he pulled stuff like this. Somebody once described this guy very well...something along the lines of "He'll give you the shirt off his back, as long as he can steal your last dollar when your not looking".
I just heard that a person I have called a "friend" for almost 30 years is in the hospital with less than 48 hours to live (blood poisoning). I have decided not to go visit him.
The story goes that he is actually a friend of mines dad. Their family was the center of a large group of friends that I was a part of. Well, back in about 1989 they needed someone to help drive to San Diego (about 1100 miles from here), and I volunteered. I woke up the morning after we arrived in San Diego to this guy coming back in the house and stating that his car had been broken into and someone stole my high dollar 2 way radio we had hooked up for the trip.
All was well more or less for a couple of years until one night I'm out drinking with his son who gets all guilty and blabs that his dad had faked the break-in and put my radio in his trunk. The dad denied it for years (and still does as far as I know), but I eventually found proof as I was brought the radio for repair by another member of our little group (I had made a one of a kind modification to the inside, so no mistaking it). I most likely would have never spoke with this guy again, except that his family was the center of almost all of my friends at the time.
Fast forward almost 20 years. Over the last 5 or so years I've grown apart from all those guys, and haven't seen ANY of them since my son was born a couple years ago. I get the news today, and all I can think about is that stupid radio. No, I'm not glad he's dying...I'm just not sure I want to "pay my respects" or whatever they call it.
Anyway...thanks for listening.
Oh...and by the way...this was far from the only time he pulled stuff like this. Somebody once described this guy very well...something along the lines of "He'll give you the shirt off his back, as long as he can steal your last dollar when your not looking".
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