Dont you just love it when you get a real shit of a week, no e-mails no one contacts you,your back and all the joints acke from over working them like lugging suitcases around!.. trying to get a trustworthy person to move the furniture while having a problem with the language barrier.
then out of the blue some kind person who has lost all but one of her reletives in a plane crash and her remaining reletive turns out to be a right bastard who she cannot trust. and decides I am the only person she can trust with her heirloom, matter of fact I feel very good about this after all, She has written personally to a person in one of the most corrupt countries in the world and asked for help, now she has put me in a dilema I just do not know what to do should I give her my bank details so she can send me the 22 million Euro when I am not sure if I could trust my bank with that kind of money, so rather than have more worries I have declined here kind offer. I know I am being silly but I have been working with the Arabs too long and I realy . when it gets down to the nitty gritty I have no trust in people anymore.
by the way here name was Justina luk