I'd a hit it, if you were convicted!
Laz my old friend, there is a lesson in here.
Embrace your inner stupid, love the pain it brought you as the Teacher it is, and learn like you’ve never learned before
And don’t you ever do anything this bone dense dumb again.
Ever.
Your friend,
Lurker
wow - glad you made it out of that one ok Laz.
Crazy story! But in the end, the good guy prevailed. I will heed your advice. Addiction is a tough row to hoe. I wish you the best.
I'd a hit it, if you were convicted!
looks like FR is chock full of addicts and alcoholics!
I’m starting to smell some rot here!
RULE # 1: Never follow advice from strangers on Internet.
So you were like in that movie “Dude, where’s my car?” for awhile.
Glad you got that taken care of though. Also glad to hear you’re not using anymore.
I haven’t read this whole thread so don’t know if anyone’s brought this to your attention, and I don’t want to be negative here, but what you did was dishonest. You legally cannot rent a car for someone else. So it really doesn’t have anything to do with the other guy.
It’s not easy facing up to the truth but the truth will set you free.
I’m glad everything worked out okay.
Glad you dodged the bullet on this one. I would add that you should never mess around with the rules on rental insurance. If I rent a car, nobody drives it but me unless they are added to the rental contract. It doesn’t matter if I’m in the car with them. Even if it’s my wife, if she isn’t listed as a driver, she ain’t driving. (Usually I add her, but there was at least one time when I got there first and they wouldn’t add her without a copy of her license.)
I encourage people to define the roles they play and expect others to play in life, and that each person have only one role.
Sometimes this is obvious: a man’s daughter, for instance, should not also be his lover; the trash man should not be consulted for legal advice; a doctor should not loan money to his patient. In each such case, there are obviously better options to fill those roles.
Trouble enters especially in some of life’s more poorly defined roles. Our anything-goes society these days has deemed it uptight to define roles clearly, but with great damage to many people. The role of “friend,” and roles within a family, have become so murky as to lose all meaning. People get upset when a “friend” - a role well defined by Aristotle in his Nicomachean Ethics, IMO - will not also act as a chauffeur, or a banker, or a liquor store for them. Grown offspring believe they are entitled to have their parents act as free, on-demand babysitters, benefactors, landlords, friends, bail bondsmen, etc, etc, etc.
Show me someone with poorly defined relationship roles, and I’ll show you a great deal of unnecessary unhappiness.
It’s like lending money my dad told me. don’t expect to get it back. Only a member of my family has returned a small portion of what they owe. The rest suddenly got lost.
The last few years have made me way more skeptable and ‘sucks to be you.’ And for no particular reason. Maybe just getting old and cranky.
A harrowing experience and good advice.
Damn, what a harrowing experience. I’m glad you realized that you had to think like a junkie to con the guy into returning the car, and that you were successful in doing so.
When I left ‘the life’ (a long, long time ago), I got myself far outside my former circle of fellow screw ups. I was very young, but I knew that if I had any contact with them, that I’d wind up reverting, or coming to grief in some way.
Over the years, I eventually befriended people who were battling substance addiction and other self-destructive habits, but I never trusted them as far as I could throw them. I never loaned them money, cars, house keys, or anything like that. I never let them maneuver me into any position where they could take advantage of me, because I know what rules them.
It’s a policy that I keep to this very day.
You were very smart to lure him with the cash. Read many thrillers? You think like a thriller writer. And for whatever other reasons there may be . . . you have been rescued! So glad.
You were clever and courageous in remedying your mistake — and in sharing the experience.
I can definitely understand that.
My kids are bashful about asking to borrow my car. An old junkie acquaintance..? Uh.. no. Not in a million years.
Wow, Laz.
Glad everything turned out ok for you.