ConnedswiftyisNOTevil writes, "I have recently become obsessed with the BBC Three show 'The Real Hustle' - personally, I think of it as a 'How To' show for aspiring con artists."
Have you carried out a successful con? Perhaps you hustled a few quid off a stranger, or defrauded a multi-national company. Or have you been taken for the wide-eyed, naive rube that you are?
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chthonic, Thu 18 Oct 2007, 13:02)
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The weirdest one to happen to meLong-ish, sorry...
Due to one thing and another, I had to leave my house at 4am one day (I was getting an early flight), so was wandering down my quiet suburban street with a large rucksack, blearily looking forward to getting on the National Express and sleeping all the way to Stanstead, which this woman approaches me, looking slightly worried.
Now, this was in Kennington, not known for being terribly safe, but there was no-one else around at all, and she looked harmless enough (middle-aged, jeans and a jumper, glasses, short hair: a bit like my mum), so I didn't immediately run away, but looked slightly receptive. Plus I was practically asleep on my feet, and didn't have the brain power to either walk away or even talk properly.
"I'mreallyterriblyutterlycompletelysoooosorrytoaskyouthis..." *said very quickly* "but do you have some money I could have?"
Me: "Ug?"
Her: "My electricity meter has run out of money"
Me: "Ug?"
Her: "And my disabled daughter is in the house..." *pauses, thinks of next tactic*..."on a ventilator"
Me: *sensing that this might not be the truth* "Ug."
Her: "So can you lend me some money? I've only got a card, and costcutter won't take it, they're cash only"
Me: *waking up* "u...no. Sorry."
Her: *senses more is needed* "And I need to call my husband as well, cos he's the only one that knows how to deal with...the...erm...electricity...yes, the electricity...thing...meter! So I need some money to call him"
Me: "At 4am?"
Her: "Yes! He works nights!"
Me: "No. Sorry. There's a costcutter down the Walworth road that does take cards though. I've used it before, many times. It's in that direction" *points in right direction*.
Her: "FUCK YOU YOU TIGHT BITCH". *Wanders off in opposite direction.*
I carried on to the bus station and fell asleep again. Telling my mum about it later that day, she said that the woman was probably a prostitute returning home from an *ahem* job, and trying to make an opportune bit of cash along the way.
(, Mon 22 Oct 2007, 17:56, Reply)
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