It's a bit difficult to keep this story short and this is take number 2.
Nearly four years ago, I took a 22 year old youngster under my wing, thinking that I could give him a jump start to life. He was pennyless and jobless. I got him a temporary job with my brother and things didn't go too well. After some negotiation, I got him a job with our Company, but at the head office, where he was to undergo three or four months of training with the intention of him then coming to work for me. All well and good. I undertook to support him financially during the first couple of weeks. Despite the expenses, he asked me to hire him a car for a weekend, which I couldn't really afford to do, but that's why one has a credit card. He was going to pay it back anyway. He never did.
I paid for his air ticket to get back home and he was going to pay half. He never did. He had nowhere to stay, so I put a roof over his head and he was going to pay a nominal sum for rent. He never did.
The day that he started working for me, I got a phone call to say that he had not paid for his accomodation while working at head office and that he had run up a 4-figure phone bill to his girlfriend and that wasn't even including the cents. He didn't have transport, so I lent him my car. The first night out, he picked up a speeding ticket, which he simply never paid.
One Friday night he came to me, tears rolling down his cheeks - his girlfriend had dumped him and could he borrow my car to go to his mother. I said OK - after all she lived close by. I never saw him or the car until the Monday morning. To my utter amazement he had travelled nearly 2000 km over the weekend using my petrol card to fill up 5 times! Two weeks later he did a high speed reverse u-turn into the curb and bent the right rear wheel half under the car. I had to pay for the repairs.
His entire first salary went to paying off debts and was gone within one hour. When I received the business telephone account, I noted that 240 private phone calls had been made in the first month. Unbeknown to me, he placed an ad in the paper for a receptionist and we were flooded with 320 applications for the post. The phone and fax machine were jammed up for an entire week.
The car needed to have the tanked filled every second day - after all it's nice to drive around at someone elses expense. He also attempted to trade my car in on another, without my knowledge. He took my car for an unscheduled service at a garage, when I do all my own maintenance and I was saddled with a bill for a few hundred.
He used to disappear from work on the premise that he "was going to see a client". One usually never saw him for the rest of the day. If you tried to phone him on the cell phone to find out where the 'f' he was, the phone was set to call forward back to the office.
I had to contend with a constant barrage of phone calls from people from whom he had borrowed money and not paid back. Companies from whom goods had been purchased on hire purchase and where the required monthly payments had not been met. Institutions such as a health club where the debit orders he had signed were not going through.
He stole company money and purchased a 250cc scrambler motor cycle which he proceeded to trash. He did deliveries of goods on behalf of the Company and stole the cash that the customers handed to him to settle the numerous debts he had incurred. I picked up on the motor cycle a bit late in the day, because he got wind of the fact that I was onto him and he sold it for a fraction of what it cost. The other stolen money I forced him to re-imburse.
The joke was that he was so indebted to me, I couldn't get rid of him and the longer he stayed, the more indebted he became. I spent my life putting out fires. We went through an attempted suicide, bouts of depression, bouts of ecstasy - yes including the drug.
Then he brought home a dog. I said no dogs on the property - just take him back to wherever you got him from. That didn't work. Eventually the dog disappeared for two weeks and then he was back. He was going to look after the dog. He never did. I did.
Then he got his bitch of a girlfriend pregnant (yes the same one that dumped him) and they had to get married. They weren't going to go away on honeymoon, because they didn't have money, but low and behold my car disappeared for 7 days and no-one knew where they had gone, or when they would be back.
That caused a BIG problem and we parted company a week later. Now three years later I am still licking my wounds. Oh yes - I still have the dog.
I could write a book on the trauma I suffered for one full year. What you have read above was merely the tip of the iceberg. It was clearly THE dumbest thing I ever did.
Behind every "no" is a "yes"