Jun 20, 2013 5:32 PM GMT
HottJoe saidAristoshark saidSigh. This thread truly will never die.
It's morphed into another topic.
eagermuscle said...I know exactly how a smart guy can completely wig out over the embarrassment of being fooled.
I was once conned out of a free $120 dinner by David Hampton, the con man immortalized by the play "Six Degrees of Separation" (Will Smith played a far more attractive, engaging and ridiculously sympathetic version of Hampton in the film version). Basically, Hampton was never arrested for impersonating someone else because he always gave his real name. He walked into my real estate office as it was closing right before I was to have dinner with an architect friend of a friend and asked to see a penthouse I'd advertised in the window. I asked if it was okay if I brought my architect friend along on our way to dinner, he said fine, the three of us saw it, and he said he loved it and would deliver a check in the morning and could he take the three of us out to dinner to the most expensive restaurant in Soho to celebrate? So we invited him along and he claimed he forgot his wallet and could we pay. Needless to say, there was no check the next morning and the phone number he gave me was non-working, and when I relayed his name to a work colleague I was made aware of who he was. Despite a 150 IQ and a fair share of street smarts my greed allowed me to ignore my better judgment and be taken in. I was so mortified I lost a potential friend by never seeing that architect again - in effect, deleting my offline profile. Plus I was so angry at Hampton and myself that to keep me from going after him I told myself that he'd wind up either beaten to death or dead from AIDS. I completely erased him from my mind for almost 20 years until I read this thread and I looked him up and I was right - Hampton died of AIDS at 39 in 2003. More on him here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/David_Hampton
I'm furious even when I'm conned in a small way.
Once, a friend at work left and did not stay in contact.
After a few weeks he texted...
How have you been?
I miss you guys at work.
Saaay, did they mail out the W2's yet?
Well, let's get together soon OK?"
After I told him the W2's were mailed out, I never heard from him again.
He just wanted information. I'm still mad about it.