ODarrow
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Met up and decided to go to the archery range (not in my home town) to fling some arrows. Halfway through found out he was micro dosing shrooms. I’m good with all that but why during a shooting session?
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Sounds about right.When the farmer who owned our hunting lease told me my hunting and lease partner approached him about getting the lease for himself. Note : I made the original farmer contact and negotiated the lease !!!
Had a few of those over the years. One and done. Some are So self consumed it’s difficult to comprehendWhen took a guy out to my camp put him on some game. He showed up empty handed only sporting a cooler with one bag of ice and a twelve pack of beer. Never asked if what he could bring for the weekend or offered to help pay for anything. Road with me to the camp a half a tank of gas away , rode around on my one of my ATVs all weekend burning my gas.
I stopped on the way to camp at a gas station to fill up my atv cans and my truck he never offered any money for gas or to even help me fill them up. He goes into the gas store and buys himself a big two liter bottle of coke and two burritos and never asks me if I needed or wanted anything. Eats them in my truck, drinks out of the coke bottle. Never asked if it was ok that he ate in my vehicle. Just threw his wrappers on my floorboard.
After he kills a few animals he is out of ice so he uses a few bags out of my big cooler I had filled up with ten bags prior to picking him up.
He never lifts a finger to help out at camp or even offer to grab me a beer when he is at the coolers.
I drive him back home he jumps out grabs his gun and cooler. Never asks if he can contribute or reimburse me for anything. Never even thanks me for taking him out he just says” Ok dude see you next time I had an awesome time , cant wait to go again”.
He calls me the week after next and asks me if I’m hunting the coming weekend and wants to know if I will take him and his buddy out if I’m going. It was so outside my normal experience of taking guests out for 20 years I had to just laugh to myself. I told him unfortunately I had other people going with me for the next month of weekends. He called me a few more times after that but I never took the guy again.
Reality was I very likely wouldn't have accepted anything from him anyway. But his sense of entitlement was astonishing. I’m little slow so it took me the whole weekend to figure out this guy wasn't going to cut the mustard as a hunting pard.