So, I had a strange man knocking on my door this morning. He was seeking to collect a past-due debt from the prior owner (a seemingly VERY religious older man, about 93 or 94 at the time of his death).
Apparently, the former owner used his position as a Christian to mislead others, and wiped out the savings of a number of older folks.
(Hot Gossip time): While he was reported to have lost over half a million himself (including his home, causing the move to our mobile home park), he took the guy that was talking to me for $30,000 and this man showed up today to collect another $2,500 on the debt.
While I was sorry to have to inform him that Mr. C had passed away, I was very happy to give him the contact information for the nightmare of a daughter who sold me the place. (Yes, I’m just that petty when given an opportunity).
I got an earful about all the people, young and old, that Mr. C defrauded under the guise of being a good Christian, as well as a knowledgeable man of means.
Can’t say it made me forgive the daughter any of her reported abuses of her father for leaving him to die in filth, because she’s responsible for her own actions and being hell on wheels to others, but it was entertaining to be able to sic this guy on her.
He’s not likely to get any money repaid from her (I have the impression that money is her God, and that she spends it as fast as she makes it), but I would love for him to try and make her life uncomfortable. Even just in passing.
And, no. I still don’t believe in karma.
But I do love a good, juicy story about bad guys having difficulties. I hate seeing the sheep taken advantage of, even though I know I can’t save anyone but myself.