Letting a friend (well ex-friend) who was a little too fond of partying stay at my house for a year while I was in Europe on the condition that he take care of my tank. When I got home, the second I opened the door, I knew there was a problem, I could smell it. The power had gone out during a storm some months previously, and for some reason the filters and pumps didn’t come back on (this was 2002, before any of the automation we have now). The guy said he thought something was maybe wrong with it, but he wasn’t sure. The tank was only half full, it had evaporated that much, the water was so green you couldn’t see through it (the lights did come back on), and it smelled like a dead whale on a beach. I was furious. All my fish and coral were dead, including my massive sailfin tang that would eat out of my hand and spit water at me. I was in Europe and didn’t have a cell phone, but has tried to check in once a month or so, but only actually talked to him a few times, he always assured me the tank was doing great. Anyway, the moral of the story is don’t trust your tank (or house) to just anyone, make sure they’re responsible. Needless to say, we’re not friends anymore.
From what I hear the dude is homeless now with multiple kids he doesn’t take care of, has been in and out jail, and just last year was shot in the face attempting to break into someone’s house. It wasn’t life threatening, the bullet was lodged in his jaw, but he was life flighted to a hospital a few hours away, and then bailed in the middle of the night, apparently to go sleep in a dumpster (in a hospital gown), and then hitchhiked back the next day. My brother still lives in the same small city, and occasionally runs into the guy. So anyway, don’t trust your tank to such people.
From what I hear the dude is homeless now with multiple kids he doesn’t take care of, has been in and out jail, and just last year was shot in the face attempting to break into someone’s house. It wasn’t life threatening, the bullet was lodged in his jaw, but he was life flighted to a hospital a few hours away, and then bailed in the middle of the night, apparently to go sleep in a dumpster (in a hospital gown), and then hitchhiked back the next day. My brother still lives in the same small city, and occasionally runs into the guy. So anyway, don’t trust your tank to such people.