Yestarday afternoon i wnet to meet a guy to sale him a couple pistols that i have to fund another project. everything was going good through the the emails,
i had to drive about an hour, so i called him to tell him i was about to the meeting place. thats when it hit me, something did not sound right in his voice to me.
i got to the meeting spot and i met this young(punk)kid thats what i felt about him.
looked like a hoodlum to me, we talked a bit and i showed him the pistols, still had that feeling something just wasn't right.
so i told him that i didn't feel comfortable about this deal, he threw a fit, had to tell him to get out of my truck. he didn't have any kind of id.
he had the cash but i just couldn't do the deal.
on the way home i felt better about not making this deal, so i figure it was the right conclusion.
Jim
i had to drive about an hour, so i called him to tell him i was about to the meeting place. thats when it hit me, something did not sound right in his voice to me.
i got to the meeting spot and i met this young(punk)kid thats what i felt about him.
looked like a hoodlum to me, we talked a bit and i showed him the pistols, still had that feeling something just wasn't right.
so i told him that i didn't feel comfortable about this deal, he threw a fit, had to tell him to get out of my truck. he didn't have any kind of id.
he had the cash but i just couldn't do the deal.
on the way home i felt better about not making this deal, so i figure it was the right conclusion.
Jim