I was driving back from Scotland on Monday, stopped at a service station, as I was walking in, a bloke stopped me and asked if I had PayPal on my phone. I just said no and carried on, I thought straight away it was a scam.
Lend them the money, but cut his ear off. Tell him not to panic, you'll keep the ear in the freezer and he can have it back when he returns with the money he's borrowed.
Lend them the money, but cut his ear off. Tell him not to panic, you'll keep the ear in the freezer and he can have it back when he returns with the money he's borrowed.
Quite simple really
Ah the old ‘no one nose’ trick but with a bit of Van Gogh, like it.
Jokes aside, if I had the cash in my pocket and was put on the spot, I'd have that urge to let them borrow it and see how it panned out.
I picked a couple of swampi type hitchhikers here in France once. They were going north as he was organising festival of Mongolian throat music up there somewhere. I had about an hour and half of him and his Mrs doing this up the motorway, him playing along on his bongo drums. -
Nb - They weren't as good as Batzorig Vaanchig. I found him when I Googled Mongolian throat music when I got home that night and actually liked some of it
I fell for this scam about 5 years ago thinking I’m was being helpful. The same scam has been tried a couple of times since. If fact, only last week I was stopped by a young lady in Marylebone lane asking for financial help because of whatever her excuse was. And she was a corker!
At Kuala Lumpur Airport, a woman who had been backpacking claimed she had left her passport at a hostel. She needed money to go back to the hostel to collect it and get back for her flight. I checked she had papers for a flight home and gave her the money. I think it was genuine but I’ll never know.
Reminds me of a time back in about May 1987 when I was cycling to work (Eltham to London return each day) to save money on train fares. One evening I got a puncture and was only at London Bridge station. I had no money or cards. British Rail staff refused to hear my plight. I plucked up the courage to ask someone for a few pounds to buy a ticket. It was extremely difficult as as 19 year old to convince business commuters it was real situation (pushing a bike with a flat tyre!) After about 4 I got lucky and he gave me some coins (enough to get home). He gave me a business card and said pay me when you can. I dropped off the money the next day at his office .... I was grateful but at the time felt very vulnerable and British Rail wouldn't help me out. Lesson learnt ... be more prepared.
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Reckon you scammed them!
Quite simple really
I think moral of the story is, never trust a stranger who asks for something.
I never give change to homeless people. I don't know who can be trusted and always in doubt about it.
"Excuse me mate, you got any spare change?"
Will always be followed with a firm...no I don't.
Anyone who is genuinely desperately asking for help will most likely appear to be quite nervous and perhaps a bit embarrassed.
I picked a couple of swampi type hitchhikers here in France once. They were going north as he was organising festival of Mongolian throat music up there somewhere. I had about an hour and half of him and his Mrs doing this up the motorway, him playing along on his bongo drums. -
Nb - They weren't as good as Batzorig Vaanchig. I found him when I Googled Mongolian throat music when I got home that night and actually liked some of it