I had a nice warmoth neck on my p bass. The profile was a little too big and I didn't care much for it. I put an ad on craigslist looking to trade it. I was contacted by a guy named Steve who had an 80s model Korean squier jazz neck in "flawless" condition he wanted to trade me straight across. As soon as he contacted me he was incredibly pushy and impatient. I kept wanting to tell him no just because I was at work and he was acting ridiculous. But, I love 80s squier stuff and his neck was almost exactly like what I was looking for. He said his neck was flawless and in such great shape that he knew I would love it. I agreed to meet and look at his neck and agreed to trade straight across of his neck fit my body. I decided to do this because its hard to find good parts like this locally. It was nice to not have to ship parts back and forth and not deal with the added hassles of doing so. When we met, Steve wouldn't make eye contact, and acted like he had no time to spare. He brought out his neck, sopping wet with lemon oil. I was in a hurry, because I had my pregnant fiance with me and we were on our way to a dinner date, and she was starving. I looked his neck over, and only noticed that the first five frets were needing crowned and leveled. I pointed this out, Steve says oh yea that's no big deal that's just play wear. I'm busy with my bass and my neck, and I'm trying to hurry so I don't look at Steve's neck much closer. I make sure Steve's neck fits my body and it does. Its getting dark and we're in a parking lot so I figure I've cut Steve a deal, but since I got a neat vintage neck that I like its ok. The thought of chicken wings with my old lady is way over powering my bartering skills and I decide to get out of there ASAP since Steves acting like he's got ants in his pants and I don't want to be around this weirdo any longer than necessary. I get home later that night and get my bass out to set it up with my new neck. My eye sight sucks, and in the poor light outside I didn't see all the frets. Every.single fret needs leveled and crowned. Even the upper register. The G and D string tuners are worn pretty bad and the tuning key wiggles quiet a bit. There is a crack on the fretboard in between the A and D string that goes from the nut to the first fret. I'm assuming this is why it was soaked in lemon oil, to try and mask the crack. The truss rod was cranked way too hard to the right, which I'm sure is how this happened. I immediately got a hold of Steve by text, complete with pictures, explaining that the neck was far from flawless and that I would like to trade back. He didn't respond so I text him every day for three days. On day three he responded and said he was 4hours away at the hospital with his wife who was in a car accident. He said he would be home the following day. I waited two days and didn't hear from him so I tried contacting him again. I've tried every day, and I haven't heard from him. I've called and text and I get nothing. Today I found him on Facebook. His name isn't Steve and he nor his family have made any mention of his wife or of anyone getting in a car accident. At this point, what would you do?