Warning! This story is graphic. I was working as a banquet director and one of my young staff was constantly asking me to come to see his new house. I finally went to see it and it was basically a dump with little to no furniture. But to this young man, it was his pride and joy; he shared all his plans with me and spoke about every room with such enthusiasm. I told him what a nice house he had bought. Two weeks later, he was carjacked and shot point blank in the face. Only then did I realize how important my opinion and approval of his house was to him.