One of the business owners I called today fell under the horrible category. Let's call him L. L wasn't very nice to me on the phone so I told him I would like the pleasure of meeting him in real life.
"I'll be here all day," he screamed at me with his chain smoker scruffy voice.
I got there at 2 and he was just as mean in person as he was on the phone. Except in person he looked a little more pathetic. He was dirty with stains on his shirt and missing teeth. I actually felt kind of sorry for him. After listening to him complain for 15 minutes I asked him what he did like in life because he seemed to complain about everything.
"I like knives," he replied. "Knives and Cars."
Then he proceeded to show me his knives. He took me on a tour in his knife museum (4 hallways and 2 rooms full of them).
I heard the history behind most of them and finally when I asked how many he had in his collection he told me 3,000.
I left the place at 3:30. That's 1 hour and 15 minutes of knives.
Stranger things have happened.