Positve (hopefully) for the day:
When we got home tonight from errands, the doorbell rang. It was a man claiming to have bought the house next door to us. Said he had gotten gas at the gas station about 5 blocks from here but didn't have his wallet, so the gas station was holding his keys and truck to tow if he couldn't come back with $$. He had walked down here to his new house (? don't really know why?) hoping to get his wife to meet him and take him back to the station and pay for gas. He wanted to borrow my phone. I stood outside with him and let him use my cell phone. Three numbers - no answers. There were about 150 additional facts and details in the story while he tried to convince him of who he was (good jobs at places we know for both he and his wife, etc.). We did finally let him in amid obnoxious barking dogs. Finally my husband drove him to the station and paid for his gas ($40!!). I am such a good-hearted person, but as I age I do get less gullible and a little less trusting.
We're just hoping he truly is going to be our new neighbor (well sort of; I'm afraid this ordeal will make us INSTANT BEST BUDDIES). Otherwise, we were just taken. But as I told my hubby.... if we were just scammed, being taken for $40 isn't the end of the world when we could have taken the chance (and rightfully so) to be complete jerks to our new next door neighbor. ...... as long as we were safe.
P.S. .... I just hope that he doesn't have kids like the ones that live in Megan's new neighborhood!! ;-) |