Food For Thought....

[MotownMadman]

Imagine this scenario.... You are in this hobby locating the rare cars for some collectors and finding new homes for others. One day you are contacted by someone who has decided to put together one of the nicest collections to be found. He supplies a list of ten cars to start with, many one of a kind, many with production totals less then twenty. No easy task as the list contains the ones everyone wants. So you dig in your heels and within two weeks the list is assembled, many from owners who had no interest in selling, so a great deal of time is invested working with all involved. Then your prospective new collector who has assured you that finances are no problem as money is no object. So you are patient through the next four weeks as the excuses fall upon you as the snow on the North pole. Finally, without much left to fabricate you are told that far away in another country this wannabe collector has been informed by agencies such as Interpol that you, the person who has dedicated six weeks to this challenging task of putting together a collection anyone here would find outstanding, is an international criminal who is going to run away with all your money, (that never really existed), despite many solid references and former clients. So after wasting six weeks of your time the baffling question occurs as to why.,....nothing makes sense. So now you hire someone with a clear objective mind to try and sort this no gain situation out to be told that it seems some spoiled rotten rich kid that has a issue with you that also never really existed has hired someone to waste your time, money, and irritate your resources who really did not want to sell in the first place. Any input as to who you may start pounding on first in you found your self in the center of such an scenario??????? The straw that breaks the Camels back is you never had the chance to see the tricked out chopped and channeled custom Lear Jet come roaring over your house to land at your local airport to conclude this deal. Heck, ya never know, Santa may come down the chimminey one day after all..........This is the antics of one of the new kids on the block around here. Food for thought gentlemen, Food for thought.
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