but I was off the clock, so it's more of a sighting, I think!
So, I got off work today, and I'm traversing to the bus stop. I'm tired and sore. It was a pretty busy day, and as such I'm not in a very good mood and I just want to go home.
Now, we have our random, motley assortment of beggars in our parking lots. No big thing, really. We find them, we ask them to leave, and call the police.
There's this one guy, who has this scam down pat. He'll approach a customer (or an employee, if we're not wearing a nametag) and say he's down on his luck. His truck ran out of gas, and if we could just spare a few bucks, it'd be helpful, and he'll gesture in a vague direction where his truck supposedly is. Occasionally, he'll switch it up and say it's his father's truck, or he's out with his brother and it's his brother's truck. Either way, he's in our parking lot fairly often.
Now, he's approached me multiple times, on various occasions and doesn't really remember, apparently. The third or fourth time he asked me I said I didn't have cash, but since there was a gas station across the street, sure, I'd go in, grab a gas can and put a gallon or two in for him. He quickly backpedaled and said he didn't want to cause trouble, no big deal, etc, etc. I'm standing on the grassy median, waiting to cross the street today, and I hear someone hollering behind me.
IS (Idiot Scammer)
Me
IS: Hey, Hey, EXCUSE ME!! HELLO>
Me: <Turning around> Yes? (At this point I recognize him. Fuck...)
IS: Hey, can I ask a favor?
Me: I don't have any money. Go away.
IS: <Has an offended look on his face> You don't even know what I was gonna say, bitch!
Me: No, but I can guess. So, is it your truck? Your dad's? Your brother's? Your great uncle on your father's side's second cousin twice removed's truck?
IS: <has a sudden "oh, shit!" look on his face, which I'm not ashamed to admit I took a small amount of glee in. But hes quick to go on the offensive> You're being a selfish cunt then, if you're not willing to help a guy in need out!
Me: If you're going to scam, people, at least try and keep track of who you've asked! Or, and here's a novel idea, maybe STOP scamming people and try your luck at finding a REAL job!!
IS: <Storms away and glares over his shoulder> FUCKING CUNT!!
Me: Oh yeah. That's mature...
Now, I'm of two minds here. At the time it felt good, and there's a small part of me that enjoyed being able to call him out on his scam. On the other hand, once I was on the bus, I gave myself a few mental kicks for getting immediately bitchy with someone like that, but I'd had enough! Seriously, this guy is ALWAYS in our parking lot, but everytime we call cops, they take forever to show up and then he's gone! So, it felt nice to call him out on it, on a public street where there were lots of witnesses. But at the same time I know it wasn't exactly smart of me.
<Sigh> Bad Lupo, but I still can't help but feel a little thrill at the though of the look on his face when he realized I knew EXACTLY what he was doing. Maybe he'll stay away from that area of town for a while, what do you think?
So, I got off work today, and I'm traversing to the bus stop. I'm tired and sore. It was a pretty busy day, and as such I'm not in a very good mood and I just want to go home.
Now, we have our random, motley assortment of beggars in our parking lots. No big thing, really. We find them, we ask them to leave, and call the police.
There's this one guy, who has this scam down pat. He'll approach a customer (or an employee, if we're not wearing a nametag) and say he's down on his luck. His truck ran out of gas, and if we could just spare a few bucks, it'd be helpful, and he'll gesture in a vague direction where his truck supposedly is. Occasionally, he'll switch it up and say it's his father's truck, or he's out with his brother and it's his brother's truck. Either way, he's in our parking lot fairly often.
Now, he's approached me multiple times, on various occasions and doesn't really remember, apparently. The third or fourth time he asked me I said I didn't have cash, but since there was a gas station across the street, sure, I'd go in, grab a gas can and put a gallon or two in for him. He quickly backpedaled and said he didn't want to cause trouble, no big deal, etc, etc. I'm standing on the grassy median, waiting to cross the street today, and I hear someone hollering behind me.
IS (Idiot Scammer)
Me
IS: Hey, Hey, EXCUSE ME!! HELLO>
Me: <Turning around> Yes? (At this point I recognize him. Fuck...)
IS: Hey, can I ask a favor?
Me: I don't have any money. Go away.
IS: <Has an offended look on his face> You don't even know what I was gonna say, bitch!
Me: No, but I can guess. So, is it your truck? Your dad's? Your brother's? Your great uncle on your father's side's second cousin twice removed's truck?
IS: <has a sudden "oh, shit!" look on his face, which I'm not ashamed to admit I took a small amount of glee in. But hes quick to go on the offensive> You're being a selfish cunt then, if you're not willing to help a guy in need out!
Me: If you're going to scam, people, at least try and keep track of who you've asked! Or, and here's a novel idea, maybe STOP scamming people and try your luck at finding a REAL job!!
IS: <Storms away and glares over his shoulder> FUCKING CUNT!!
Me: Oh yeah. That's mature...
Now, I'm of two minds here. At the time it felt good, and there's a small part of me that enjoyed being able to call him out on his scam. On the other hand, once I was on the bus, I gave myself a few mental kicks for getting immediately bitchy with someone like that, but I'd had enough! Seriously, this guy is ALWAYS in our parking lot, but everytime we call cops, they take forever to show up and then he's gone! So, it felt nice to call him out on it, on a public street where there were lots of witnesses. But at the same time I know it wasn't exactly smart of me.
<Sigh> Bad Lupo, but I still can't help but feel a little thrill at the though of the look on his face when he realized I knew EXACTLY what he was doing. Maybe he'll stay away from that area of town for a while, what do you think?
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