Fool Me Once

Okay, I’m officially pissed. I started working with someone a short while ago on an alleged charitable project. I volunteered my time, which turns out to be a good thing. This “client”, I just find out from some strenuous digging, has an arrest record and more than a few brushes with the law. I posted his story here on this site – and I’ve removed it. I won’t be party to any shady behavior. Mind you, there’s no evidence that what this person is attempting is a scam, but frankly the track record is enough to make me run the other way.

I’m so upset. I wrote the person an email stating a toned-down version of my upset, and I’m wondering why I didn’t just give a proper lambasting. I’m fuming, yet I’m not releasing it. That’s a bit unhealthy, dontcha think?

I’d love to tell you how it all came about. I can’t. It was some strange fluke that sent this person into a tizzy – a tizzy that came at me, and one I thought I might be able to clear up. Oh, the tangled web woven by the client just didn’t add up, so digging I went and crap I found.

Is it too much to ask that clients be straight with us? Can I please refrain from doing background checks on everyone who wants to hire me? I’m so skittish I’m nervous about sending out a contract to a real client right now!

That’s too high a price for me to pay. If it’s stupid to trust, then call me Homer Simpson. But don’t cross me. My temper is short and my memory long.