I was shopping yesterday in Bravo on Churchill in Santo Trafficjam. I was wearing a Boston* t-shirt and someone said "Boston" and introduced himself. Big smile, telling me all about himself in bad English, saying he has a TV program, blah blah blah... little red flag... he asked me what I do; I spoke vaguely telling him nothing really... he'd like to invite me on the program... little red flag... I asked him if he had a business card... "oh no I'm out.... but I have one of these" and digs out... a business card and writes his name and phone number on the back... little red flag
"I want to talk to you." stares... little red flag
"I have a van." little red flag
"I need 3 gallons of gas." bingo... we have gotten to the point
I put a pained look on my face** and said "Oh I just have enough for these" pointing to the stuff in my cart, shook his hand and walked away.
When I went through the checkout line he was sitting on a bench by the exit with no purchases. I nodded to him with a quarter smile and he made a call me gesture with fingers to ear and mouth. I nodded and gave him a you got it gesture and left.
I wonder if he'll try for 4 gallons with the next mark?
*I load up on Boston t-shirts at the Revere flea market every time I go nawth.
** "What's my motivation?" ... Regret
"I want to talk to you." stares... little red flag
"I have a van." little red flag
"I need 3 gallons of gas." bingo... we have gotten to the point
I put a pained look on my face** and said "Oh I just have enough for these" pointing to the stuff in my cart, shook his hand and walked away.
When I went through the checkout line he was sitting on a bench by the exit with no purchases. I nodded to him with a quarter smile and he made a call me gesture with fingers to ear and mouth. I nodded and gave him a you got it gesture and left.
I wonder if he'll try for 4 gallons with the next mark?
*I load up on Boston t-shirts at the Revere flea market every time I go nawth.
** "What's my motivation?" ... Regret