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He's not really competent at anything, and I can't count the times I've thought, "How can you be so stupid?"
But he's a nice guy who means well, just naive and, well, inept at about everything.
He was out of the country last winter when his favorite dog died. He caught the last plane out of Sydney to come home before Australia locked down due to the virus. He wasn't home a month before he had to have his other dog put down. A couple of months after that his wife passed away. Then his cat died. Something happened to one of his eyes and now he has to have an injection into his eyeball every month. A couple of weeks ago some drunk rear ended his beloved 1981 Chevy pickup and totaled it. He loved that truck, even though it was a rusted out, worn out (350k miles!) POS. I put a starter in it for him a couple of years ago and marveled at how a truck can leak so much oil and still be a rust bucket. But I digress.
This morning he went to his floor "safe" (just a box built into the floor and covered by rugs and furniture) to get out some of his wife's jewelry that he was planning to give away as Christmas gifts.
It was empty. The hinges had been removed.
We all know the lowlife POS who did it. It was someone he trusted and he had let them stay overnight at the house a few times recently. Lots of stuff with sentimental value, some good jewelry, and 2 guns gone.
I feel so bad for him. The robbery brought back memories of the time an employee I trusted went on a shopping spree through my house and shop. The feeling of being violated is devastating. I wish there was something I could do for him.