Dale promised me a refund on the remaining money about two weeks ago, and guess what, NOTHING YET!!!!!
I really don't expect to get anything out of him anymore, but if I can make his life a little harder for a little while for screwing me over, hell, I'll do it. I have spent so much time trying to get what he owes me that I have really become sick and tired of the whole thing. The only problem is, I am the most persistent guy you could ever piss off, must be the USMC again, so Dale will never hear the end of it until I am satisfied. Once again, though, all the infamous POS has to do is cough up the knife or the money and I'll be satisfied. So simple, so easy; but I guess that is too hard to Dale Reif. I'll continue my bi-monthly "Hey Dale, WTF???" phone calls until I get what I am owed, or I run into him in a public place. I don't imagine either will ever happen. It sucks, but this is the truth about Dale Reif.