Trusting Scorpions

There's a story about a frog and a scorpion that are trying to get across a river. The scorpion ask the frog to take him across on his back.

No, I couldn't do that, you would sting me.
Why would I sting you when I need you to get across?
The frog concedes on this logic and takes him across.
Half way across the scorpion stings him.
As they both go down the frog asks "why'd you do it?"
"Because I am a scorpion"

In my family, my father was the scorpion. You never knew when his stinger would come out. I want to say that you couldn't trust him but the truth is that you could trust him to take care of himself. Whatever he wanted was paramount. He didn't value anything more than he valued himself.

I have a tenant that is a tweaker. He is busy all hours of the day and night. Mostly doing and accomplishing nothing but, he thinks he is accomplishing a lot and that his work is highly valued. The interesting thing is you never know how saying "good morning" will affect him. For a few days he's cheerful and welcomingt so I come to expect that. Then on a day that looks like any other he's lash out in anger. Blaming and criticizing and tearing down anything that happens to be in the way. It's a day you wish you would have kept your head down and gone the other way.

That's the thing about a scorpion, you never know when they are going to sting you but you just know that they will.

Who are the scorpions in your life?
How do you react to them?
Are you surprised when you get stung?