The Results of Lies

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The Results of Lies

There have been several posts on truth and lies, but I thought I'd like to post on what actually can happen if you do lie ^.^ I'm going to tell you a story I heard. 

Once upon a time, there was a rather dishonest man who went about buying pieces of antique furniture for unfair prices (by insisting the owners of the furniture that it wasn't actually worth as much as it was), and then selling them again, making a profit. One day, he came to a rather grubby old farmhouse, badly in need of repair on the roof. The man didn't think they'd have anything of interest, but he'd ask anyway. He went over to the door and knocked. 

A woman opened the door and answered, 'Yes?'

The man responded 'I'm looking for old pieces of furniture to buy. Do you have anything?'

'You can come in and look,' said the woman, standing aside to let him in. 

The man went in and looked around. His eyes fell on a unique and antique wardrobe, which was worth millions. The man stared at it and rubbed his eyes. Then he turned to the woman. 

'I'd like to buy this,' he declared, indicating the wardrobe. 

'Do you know it's worth?' the woman raised her eyebrows a little. 'It's hundreds of years old, and there's not another like it in the kingdom.'

'That, hundreds of years old? No, no!' lied the man. 'Of course not. It's a look-alike - a fake. It's worth no more than twenty pounds.'

'How can I believe you?' said the woman suspiciously. 

And the man went forth into all sorts of description of the tiniest details until the woman believed him. 

But she asked nevertheless 'If it's so worthless, then why do you want it?'

 'Well, the feet of the wardrobe would look rather nice on some other furniture I have, you see,' explained the man untruthfully.
'Couldn't we just cut off the feet?' suggested the woman.
'Well, it would rot then, if you kept it on the floor,' pointed out the man. 'And also I do need some fire wood, as a matter of fact. Well, is it a deal then?'

'Yes,' confirmed the woman. '

'Right. Here's the money, I'll just go and get my vehicle,' and after giving the woman the pitiful price of fifteen pounds, the man went off to his van. 

The woman turned to her husband once the other man had gone, 'What sort of car do you think he'll have, dear? Not something that could fit this? I suppose we'd better cut it up - he was going to use it for firewood anyway.'

And thus the man came back to find the priceless wardrobe smashed up, and it was all because he'd lied. 

And that is what can result of lying.