You ever know when you're getting conned and for some reason you just can't stop the train of it for the inertia? This happened to me yesterday. Some guy comes up to me in the grocery store parking lot and starts talking to me, the hello, can you help me sort of thing. This one was interesting because he said he was a videographer for a local TV station and that the van he had ran out of gas with a million dollars worth of television equipment in it. He knew some names of some of the professors at the University here (I was in broadcast and film eons ago before I switched majors) so I offered to fill his tank up but he said that he had to have 60.00. I offered 40 and a ride to a parking lot a couple of miles down the road but he begged for 60. He said that he was only going to borrow the money and was desperate. I thought about it for a moment, withdrew 60 bucks from my account and gave it to him, I try to do unto others as I would like people to do unto me if indeed I was in his position and had a real emergency. He thanked me as he got out of my van. Curious, I doubled back just to see where he was going...some seedy cigarette store across the street.
Yeah, I was had. Big time. I was scared to death to tell Mrs. Macabre about it but strangely enough, I was told that I did the right thing. I'm very disappointed in the person for not telling me the truth, (the story was in infinite detail too, it was incredible. The first tip off when someone wants money is a complex scenario that has an element of immediacy or emergency to it and promises of immediate repayment), just be up front with me.
That was just to blow off steam, I'm over it now. Then two kids came by the house selling stuff for their school...a 12.00 scented candle in a variety of migraine inducing scents and a 25.00 Boston butt roast. I could have done without the candle in 'Alabama Kudzu' scent (how the &%$# did they come up with that scent?!) but I'm all over a Boston butt roast for barbecue. If kids come by the house, I always buy something from them, it's just the thing you do. I bought 14.00 worth of sugar cookie dough a couple of weeks back and it is still staring me in the face.
Oh well, it's only money.