There is a certain person in my town who used to come here often asking me to put ads on Craigslist for him. He fancies himself quite a hot-shot trader. He would want me to scan pictures to go with his ads, and was very picky about how it was done; usually he'd be here an hour or more just to get everything to suit him for an ad that should have taken ten minutes. Then he would want me to print something for him, several copies please. Oh, wait, I don't think he ever said "please". He sure never bothered to pay me for ink.
Here's an example of how annoying the guy is: He is the one who came to our house for the logging crew, asking if we wanted to sell our walnut; I assume they pay him some sort of finder's fee for every land-owner who signs up. That's fine, but once the crew arrived, he took the liberty of driving into our pasture every day, sometimes more than once, while the logging was going on. He was here when they gave us our check, and had the nerve to ask how much we got for the lumber.
One time he came for some reason and I told him if he wanted some tomatoes from my garden to help himself. He took some home with him. A week later I looked out my window and there he was getting more tomatoes and picking peppers as well! He just drove up, didn't ask me or Cliff if it was OK. Nervy, right? I told him I wanted what was left, and he got in his truck and left.
A few months ago I finally refused to do one of his little ad-placing freebies.
You can't insult the guy, believe me. Cliff and I have both tried.
A while ago he showed up at my door. I saw he had a manilla envelope in his hand. I didn't invite him in. He says, "I need a favor."
"If it involves my computer, no," I told him. "You need to learn to do that stuff yourself."
"Oh, well. I guess I'll have Shelly do it. How do you like your new neighbors?"
Seriously? See what I mean about how you can't insult him? I brush him off and he tries to make conversation.
I don't know who Shelly is; if I did, I would call and warn her.
I know this makes me a not-so-nice person. But I'm telling you, this individual has pushed me to my limit.