Sac Arrow
Touchdown! Greaser!
- Joined
- May 11, 2010
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- Location
- Charlotte, NC
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- Snorting his way across the USA
About three weeks ago, I was getting some coffee at the store next to the gym at zero dark thirty and when I came out, there was an older man parked next to me in some sort of late model SUV like a Toyota or a Kia or something like that. Not sure which one because they all look the same to me. Nothing way fancy but your standard suburban transport. He said he was running out of gas and he left his wallet at home and asked if he could have a couple dollars to get him home.
Nice old man I thought. Superficially resembled Mr. Rogers, cleanly dressed. Could have been my neighbor. I gave him a couple bucks. Would have given him a few more but I needed a couple bills for the strip club. He thanked me and went on his way. I'd help my neighbor out like that no problem. I'd help anyone out like that no problem. I didn't think anything more of it and went on.
Well guess what. This morning, at zero dark thirty, he was back, but out in front of the gym and not in front of the store. He was stopped in the parking lot, and giving people the same exact story. One lady gave him some money. Another guy blew him off. He was stopped right behind my parking space. I got in my car, and he approached me with the same thing again. I rolled down my window. "I forgot my wallet..."
Uh huh. Yeah, right. Dude. YOU DON'T RECOGNIZE ME DO YOU. But I recognize you. You really should rotate your scam a little bit further from home. Maybe it is far from your home. You wouldn't want to run in to your neighbors pulling that crap would you? I became.... very angry. "YOU SHOOK ME DOWN LAST MONTH. NO!" Then his eyes became wide. Now he recognized me. He walked away.
I was driving down the road to work. I was thinking, gee, maybe I shouldn't have been so hard on the old man. I didn't outright yell at him, but my tone was very angry. Then I thought about it a little more, and concluded that, yes, that was exactly the right thing to do. He needed to know that I was a little bit ****ed off that he shaking people down for money using some concocted but believable story. I'm quite sure he probably gets tens and twenties thrown at him. I'm quite sure he has a venue of different early morning shopping centers that he rotates through.
This guy is not poor or destitute. He probably doesn't need the money. He's getting social security, probably a pension, and even if he needed more money he wasn't so old he couldn't get a job at fast food or as a store clerk or something. Dude, have you no pride at all?
It's probably an illness. Like people that no money problems whatsoever that are caught shoplifting. They do it for the thrill. I don't know, maybe there is a thrill involved with swindling people out of small change. I don't understand the thrill of shoplifting either so I can't really relate.
Nice old man I thought. Superficially resembled Mr. Rogers, cleanly dressed. Could have been my neighbor. I gave him a couple bucks. Would have given him a few more but I needed a couple bills for the strip club. He thanked me and went on his way. I'd help my neighbor out like that no problem. I'd help anyone out like that no problem. I didn't think anything more of it and went on.
Well guess what. This morning, at zero dark thirty, he was back, but out in front of the gym and not in front of the store. He was stopped in the parking lot, and giving people the same exact story. One lady gave him some money. Another guy blew him off. He was stopped right behind my parking space. I got in my car, and he approached me with the same thing again. I rolled down my window. "I forgot my wallet..."
Uh huh. Yeah, right. Dude. YOU DON'T RECOGNIZE ME DO YOU. But I recognize you. You really should rotate your scam a little bit further from home. Maybe it is far from your home. You wouldn't want to run in to your neighbors pulling that crap would you? I became.... very angry. "YOU SHOOK ME DOWN LAST MONTH. NO!" Then his eyes became wide. Now he recognized me. He walked away.
I was driving down the road to work. I was thinking, gee, maybe I shouldn't have been so hard on the old man. I didn't outright yell at him, but my tone was very angry. Then I thought about it a little more, and concluded that, yes, that was exactly the right thing to do. He needed to know that I was a little bit ****ed off that he shaking people down for money using some concocted but believable story. I'm quite sure he probably gets tens and twenties thrown at him. I'm quite sure he has a venue of different early morning shopping centers that he rotates through.
This guy is not poor or destitute. He probably doesn't need the money. He's getting social security, probably a pension, and even if he needed more money he wasn't so old he couldn't get a job at fast food or as a store clerk or something. Dude, have you no pride at all?
It's probably an illness. Like people that no money problems whatsoever that are caught shoplifting. They do it for the thrill. I don't know, maybe there is a thrill involved with swindling people out of small change. I don't understand the thrill of shoplifting either so I can't really relate.

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