so yesterday i found a 240 tank comes with everything, wet dry. lights, stand just add water an fish. the guy was willing to sell it to me for 200 if i came out today (sunday). so i was so happy bc its a hell of a deal, i have wanted a tank this size for years but never had the money. so i got my room rdy painted walls. moved things around all night to make room. called him back he said he would be home all day an gave address. he is 2 hours away from me in seattle. so at 1230 i call no answer. so i head out anyway bc its a long drive. call my sister that was gonna help me move an bring here truck. i couldnt fit all in mine. well i call 5 times in next 2 hours giveing updates. emailed him an text. then i called an said im in area ill grab a bite to eat. after 3 hours i get real pissed so i go to his house an knock on door. at this point i have still left very kind messages an even said hey if u sold it no biggy just tell me. i heard people inside sounded like there lol. so i sat in the drive way for 30 mins fighting the triggers i was haveing from my ptsd. i was wishing i was back in iraq so i can kick the door down an teach him some respect an courtesy. i sat there called my kids an did what all the docs say an left. im proud of that. still im real upset looking at the open space in my room. oh well maybe in another cpl years ill find another steal deal. watch out guys. some real jerks. so i spent gas. time, not only mine but my help.