....to paraphrase A Randy Travis song.
Time to tell this story. Names won't be mentioned, because in the grand scheme of things it doesn't matter "who."
A cautionary tale about having a little too much trust:
I'm a trust first, judge later kind of person. I like to think that generally people will do the right thing if I feel a basis of integrity exists---and furthermore, I'm willing to take a risk every now and then in an effort to boost my own faith in people. Almost my entire time in the Army, I had a ritual of leaving a $20 bill on my desk, 24/7, 365 days a year---why, you ask?---I like to know the character of those I work with. In my 15 years of serving, the $20 never disappeared. Sometimes it sat there while I was on 30, even 45 days of leave--untouched upon my return. It made me feel good about the people I worked with.
I don't "hate" people, or anything really. To me, hate makes about as much sense as a monkey slinging its **** in a cage--it serves no purpose, really. It's a wasted emotion in my opinion; to hate means you must of loved it at some time, and no one I've ever loved have I grown to hate. But I do disconnect from people, and when I do that, it's a done deal. First time, shame on you, second time shame on me kinda thing. I'm babbling.
Back in July of 2008, I sold an item here in the FM. The item was sold with the understanding that payments would be made--and that's all good. In fact my exact words to the individual were: "pay what you can, when you can" when he fell on hard times. I received 2 small payments, 1 in 08, and 1 in Jan 09, then nothing. Contact lost. Emails unanswered--Emails, mind you, where I simply asked for contact---not harping about money due.
It isn't about the money. I'll blow $600 in a night in Vegas, it's the damn principle of the thing. My $20 bill is missing, and the blow to my image of so-called trusted members is far more severe than a measly 600 bucks.
Moral of the story---If nothing else, always maintain your integrity. Had this person simply made contact with me, I was going to announce "Happy Birthday" the preamp is yours, paid in full, don't send another cent---but I waited, and waited, and waited....nothing.
Have honor people. Have integrity. Have humility. It's ok to back out, it's not ok to just disappear.