Sunday, July 06, 2008

Theives Theives Tramps and Theives


This ain’t good business! I have a small yard I hired a friend last summer to help me keep it groomed kill the three varieties of poison ivy I apparently have and also to work on a shared slope with a neighbor. My friend told me that if I paid him in advance, he could give me a better deal and take care of everything. Well its been nearly a year and a half and not much has been done, in fact my friend has disappeared. Unless I walk into the village and see him at his pub and hang out, now he is avoiding me as is his wife and the owner of the pub etc. Kinda odd, I thought $550.00 was a decent deal considering the friend was going to use leftover materials to take care of my yard issues. Well as in business where I trusted employees who stole with abandon, I have discovered that my friendship is worth $550.00 and then it climbs to the multiples of this when I factor in employees.
The pub he hangs out at is Chumley’s in Broad Ripple Indiana. I have a good relationship with the bartenders, waitress’s when I visit, I am well-behaved, bring guests, tip well etc. However the landscape bandit is a lifelong friend with the owner and well you know, so it goes. He steals from me, I stop my occasional visit.
I also facilitated a Trail Rider Party at their establishment, this shall be banished from my list of places to go for fun, liars and cheats apparently are the preferred clients. Bad juju as far as I am concerned…and now for something completely different.
There are other pubs in the village, many pubs, pubs that of course harbor scoundrels but at least the scoundrels have not taken me for money.(yet) A good church going scoundrel that raises children and grandchildren at my expenses. I could not sleep but apparently he can; so it goes. My yard is once again my responsibility, which really is not that big of a deal, the guy I hired was just lacking in character, ambition, and drive not to mention a conscience.
To end on a good note, I have many great friends who I would trust with my life, however if I owned this bar I would question my lifelong friend’s loyalty.
A man of honor, a man of his word, now that’s good business. Otherwise, this type of character or lack of will continue to wonder why he keeps running into problems, has to avoid phone calls etc. Not a good way to live, a bridge burner as a rule burn’s themselves into corners.
Yes a negative post but one that may console many readers when they discover they are not alone when dealing with the liars and thieves. Kind Regards and keep your guard up JW

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7 Comments:

At 12:12 AM , Blogger Cléa said...

I'm sorry that's happened to you. Friends and money don't often mix well in my experience. What price does one put on a friendship...

 
At 12:31 PM , Blogger Zen Wizard said...

Now, now!

"'I' before 'e' except after 'c'..."

 
At 4:16 PM , Blogger josh williams said...

clea: suspect had I negotiated with a little bit of common sense I could have sold my friendship for at least half what I paid. Thankee

Zen: Posted under duress, stress and other words that end with two of the letter s. S's or something like that, yes I read my post and noticed but will not correct in the spirit of the speed addled mind of Kerouac's when he wrote On the Road which is not a favorite of mine but is displayed in full scroll this month at the IMA accompanied with photos by Robert Frank who I respect as an artist.
As for my i's and e's yes, kinda embarrassing but you know at least you did not have to press one to read my post.

 
At 4:33 AM , Blogger Mom! Toilets blogged! said...

Did you get a signed contract?
Did you check his references?
Did you check his license?
The fault here falls on you....
I just love to rub salt in open wounds.
Have a great day!
Mom!

 
At 5:24 AM , Blogger josh williams said...

Yep, he wrote out an estimate I know him through friends who were lifelong buddies. So now he plays cat and mouse, trust me he is the mouse.

 
At 6:14 AM , Blogger Zen Wizard said...

A lot has been made of the Spontaneous Prose style of Kerouac, and the fact that he didn't re-write.

His anal-retentive EDITORS however, did EDIT his stuff.

That's where I perceived I came in: As a wet blanket on your spontaneous prose...

 
At 7:29 AM , Blogger josh williams said...

zen: Right you are, however do not drive yourself crazy with my bad word stuff spell and stuff. A wet blanket is a great tool for putting out fires, so consider yourself a hero.

 

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