A guy comes in with a VCR, a rather unusual unit as it’s for European rather than US TV standards, and proceeds to detail to me how he thinks it’s going to go, in detail, and with a very domineering manner.
His clothing tells me that he’s military, and his mannerisms tell me that he thinks that he’s dealing with a subordinate. He also informed me how much he had paid for the thing, purchased in Italy (prices on that sort of thing came way down as time passed).
When he finally finishes, I then tell him how it actually works in my business, that I would do an initial diagnostic and that there would be a charge for that, and then we’d take it from there. And that was because it was a unit working with a European TV standard; I would be limited in terms of how much I could test the functionality.
Some time passes, and I have gone as far as plugging the thing in and finding out that there were some issues with the power supply that would need to be addressed before I could go any further with it, and I gave him an estimate of what that would cost.
He threw a fit, saying that the whole thing was taking way too long, and that he’d be in to pick it up. At that point, I informed him that there would be a diagnostic fee charged before he could take it, and he got even more p***ed off, but I stood firm.
Next thing I get is a letter from a lawyer that he’s engaged to deal with this matter. Fine, I handed the whole mess off to my lawyer and forgot about it for a while. Some correspondence went back and forth, and that was the extent of that. I never heard from the guy again, and still had that unit sitting around.
At some point, way later, I considered it “abandoned” and scrapped the silly thing.