Ok, here's one. One summer I decided to ride up highway1 from SLO to the bay area to visit my girlfriend who had gone home for the summer. About the second night out, I met a couple guys going south. We shared some dinner, spent the night, became friendly. In the morning as they headed south and I headed north, I made a gesture and gave them my address in SLO, told em my roomate's name, also a rider, and said they could probably crash for the night when they got there. I rode north including a miserable day riding in the rain, got to my girlfriends house, stayed a few days, then rode back.
When I got home in SLO I found these guys still there. They moved in and wouldn't leave, told my roomate I said they could stay as long as they wanted. I threw their butts out!
Ted, kindness is an illness sometimes.