Galveston: Interview with a grifter
Posted: Tue May 28, 2013 9:58 pm
For the younger members of our audience, a grifter is a sociopathic criminal with no fixed residence. Grifters prefer to commit con games, particularly with women as victims. However, most will commit any opportunistic crime that they think they can get away with.
So, I was mowing my lawn this afternoon. A man, white, maybe around 30 years old approached me. He was clean-cut and had no prison tats or anything that was an obvious indication of trouble.
He was carrying a half-smoked unlit cigarette. Call that strike one.
He said (paraphrasing) that the lady who lived here said he could do some yard work. I asked him what color her hair was. He said maybe it wasn't this specific house. Strike two.
Then he launched into a spiel about how he was an Iraq-war veteran, out of work, and hadn't had anything to eat or drink for days. I pointed out the hose on the side of our house and said he could help himself. He started to speak more aggressively, and I said, "I think you need to be moving down the road." Which he did.
The entire time, I had a set of 6-inch lawn shears in my hand, which I was using to cut nuisance vines and not displaying in a threatening manner.
I'd give the guy the double cajones award for persistence combined with knowing when he was at a dead end.
- Jim
So, I was mowing my lawn this afternoon. A man, white, maybe around 30 years old approached me. He was clean-cut and had no prison tats or anything that was an obvious indication of trouble.
He was carrying a half-smoked unlit cigarette. Call that strike one.
He said (paraphrasing) that the lady who lived here said he could do some yard work. I asked him what color her hair was. He said maybe it wasn't this specific house. Strike two.
Then he launched into a spiel about how he was an Iraq-war veteran, out of work, and hadn't had anything to eat or drink for days. I pointed out the hose on the side of our house and said he could help himself. He started to speak more aggressively, and I said, "I think you need to be moving down the road." Which he did.
The entire time, I had a set of 6-inch lawn shears in my hand, which I was using to cut nuisance vines and not displaying in a threatening manner.
I'd give the guy the double cajones award for persistence combined with knowing when he was at a dead end.
- Jim