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swiftyisNOTevil writes, "I have recently become obsessed with the BBC Three show 'The Real Hustle' - personally, I think of it as a 'How To' show for aspiring con artists."

Have you carried out a successful con? Perhaps you hustled a few quid off a stranger, or defrauded a multi-national company. Or have you been taken for the wide-eyed, naive rube that you are?

(, Thu 18 Oct 2007, 13:02)
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When I was just a little boy (well, a few weeks ago)...
...being skint and just before starting the uni year, decided to do a bit more work at the almost-local big soulless supermarket than usual, however it started at 6 in the morning, thus requiring me to be out the door at half 5. Problem was, I was working the night before and as such got about 3 hours sleep and was absolutely fugging knackered.
The way I have to walk is through a not-terribly-nice area, and as I was making my (freezing, ill-advised) way down there in pretty-much-zombie mode, a lady climbed out of the window of a flat I was passing. Brain does not register this as unusual. She runs after me.
Her: "Where are you going?"
Me: "Uh? To work...early shift...tills."
Her: "You want some business?"
I figured - oh, she's going to the shop to buy something, and will come to my till to give me something to do, how lovely.
Me: "Yeah, go on then."
Her: "You got any money on you?"
Me: "No, I'm working, I don't need any, I'll be at work, I'm going to work, early shift."
Her: "So you want some business?"
Again thinking she meant she was going shopping...
Me: "Sure, why not."
She then insisted that I'd need money and being the sleep-deprived/freezing little being I was, let her lead me to a cashpoint. I got out a tenner while she looked on and I wondered if she was going to just leg it with my money and card (she saw my PIN) and started walking up a side road which was obscured from all view and it finally twigged.
Me: "Sorry, I've really got to go to work, I'll be late..." [half-running away]
Her: "Oh, go on, you'll enjoy yourself!"
Me: "I'm sure I would!"
It took my poor sleep/warmth-deprived brain that long to figure out she wasnm't going shopping.
She was a prostitute!
Thinking about it when I got to work, I couldn't believe how naive I had been with what she had been saying.

Apologies for length, it was freezing and there wouldn't have been anything enough for her to use anyway.
(, Tue 23 Oct 2007, 1:26, Reply)

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