I was getting in my car from grocery shopping yesterday. A young woman in her mid-20's approaches me cautiously left hand cupping her right pleadingly. She's cute, hispanic looking, spoke perfect English. Hair color was blue and red. That's a red flag. Several full color tats, French nails. More red flags. I kinda knew what I was dealing with. Either she's a person who can't manager her money or she's a hooker. I didn't care which.
She gives me a song and dance about needing money for rent. She has the money, but she's locked out of her account, yada, yada, yada. I quit listening.
I look at her matter of factly and said, "No". Closed my door. Started my engine. Drove off. The look of shock on her face that I wasn't just going to white knight her wallet with money was satisfying. I was a little sad knowing that she would find a schmuck.
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[–] cattarhero 0 points 1 point 1 point (+1|-0) ago
Yeah, if she didn't blow all her money trying to look "edgy" she could afford the rent! Sane people are able to set priorities.