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For gods sakes if he bothers you so much kick him in the nuts and tell him to f**K off and be done with it. Why b!tch on a public forum about it...what does that accomplish??
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Be aware of expat swindler in santiago.
The reason why you do that is, you probably had a very good upbringing.... and being in a stable environment taught you very good values of the human race.
Old saying I'll never forget..... success is not when you have it all, but when you lose it ALL and then gain it back.
Well said. It's remarkably easy to fall prey to some of the "kinks in the system" in the US and the DR and find yourself in deep shizit. A couple mistakes without a solid foundation (a support system; family, reliable people) a downward spiral is sure to follow. Even those putting in 40+ hours/week can't afford health/dental coverage, nevermind caring for kids.
I honor your desire to 'give money' and moreso your effort in helping as a counselor. I still feel that there is a greater problem that needs to be addressed (different topic) and the giving of money only enables those beaten down and on the wrong path to begin with, and it deepens an already growing problem with "noble" encouragement.
You're right... You know, sometimes I think that we (or at least I) give money because either it's the easiest thing to do or because we feel it's the only thing we can do at that time for that person...
Your time and your ears are far more valuable
I spent my past Christmas holiday serving food at a shelter and it was far-and-away my best holiday ever. The first time I've done that, but certainly not the last.
At least here in S.F., the biggest problem is the tourists, who are all too eager to drop $5 bills into the filthy paper cups of beggars. I can see it in their eyes they feel they're doing good. It's a slippery slope.
It feels good to help, and giving money is easy. Being a counselor (the basis of the foundation these people need) is the best way to help.
I spent my past Christmas holiday serving food at a shelter and it was far-and-away my best holiday ever. The first time I've done that, but certainly not the last.
At least here in S.F., the biggest problem is the tourists, who are all too eager to drop $5 bills into the filthy paper cups of beggars. I can see it in their eyes they feel they're doing good. It's a slippery slope.
This guy is still in Santiago
I read about this guy over a month ago and forgot about him.
I was in checkout line at La Marketa in Villa Olga yesterday and heard someone say "Does anybody speak English?" I said yes before I saw who it was. I thought somebody would ask me how to ask for sour cream or whatever which is usually the English speaking requests I get in the Super. As soon as he showed me his famous internet ticket page (for the same day's date- so he keeps reprinting his props), Western Union payment from dear ole' Dad, etc - I remembered all these posts. He said he got mugged, tried calling the embassy and no luck, was a marine, needed help, but wasn't asking for money, but needed to get to Sto Dgo etc etc etc. I told him to call the embassy or his Papito and that was the only help I could give him and turned around. He kept talking to my back telling me to just listen to him blah blah blah. Same old criping about how could an American treat him sh#$^tier than a Dominican etc etc etc.
This guy really gets around. 2 minutes later when we were driving home, I saw him talking to some unfortunate people who had the bad luck of being in their driveway... I hope they didn't give them any money.
I read about this guy over a month ago and forgot about him.
I was in checkout line at La Marketa in Villa Olga yesterday and heard someone say "Does anybody speak English?" I said yes before I saw who it was. I thought somebody would ask me how to ask for sour cream or whatever which is usually the English speaking requests I get in the Super. As soon as he showed me his famous internet ticket page (for the same day's date- so he keeps reprinting his props), Western Union payment from dear ole' Dad, etc - I remembered all these posts. He said he got mugged, tried calling the embassy and no luck, was a marine, needed help, but wasn't asking for money, but needed to get to Sto Dgo etc etc etc. I told him to call the embassy or his Papito and that was the only help I could give him and turned around. He kept talking to my back telling me to just listen to him blah blah blah. Same old criping about how could an American treat him sh#$^tier than a Dominican etc etc etc.
This guy really gets around. 2 minutes later when we were driving home, I saw him talking to some unfortunate people who had the bad luck of being in their driveway... I hope they didn't give them any money.
I wonder if he uses one of those "Internet Stores" or his own computer, printer and ink to print the tickets.
Sounds like the same tall, skinny guy speaking English that I have seen for years in Santiago, even saw him in Santo Dominigo when I was going for my residency.
He is getting better, use to just beg to everyone, must have found out what suckers some of us Americans are. Maybe he learned that technique due to 9-11 and Iraq. Go for the heart strings.
My Friend"....... as he always called me!
As I stated earlier in this thread, perhaps someone could post a picture of this guy so we can all get a look at him. This way we all can see him coming and stay away from him.
We're not talking about the english-speaking crack-head who hangs out in Pueblo Nuevo that everybody calls "Bin Laden" are we?
Is that the little short guy who always wear a baseball cap and has the worst smell to him?
He was here at HB Headquarters a few minutes ago, but I had a few other things to do so i didn't get the photograph.
My wonderful son marco went out to talk to him, my wife pleading with me to be nice to him.
I told Marco what the storyline would be, and sure enough that was it.
From the description of Doña Epy, our cook/factotum, he was short and dirty looking. No baseball cap.
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My wonderful son marco went out to talk to him, my wife pleading with me to be nice to him.
I told Marco what the storyline would be, and sure enough that was it.
From the description of Doña Epy, our cook/factotum, he was short and dirty looking. No baseball cap.
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you could be describing alot of people but I never thought of this guy as short - definitely smells b ad though.
Incredible but True!
In Fort Lauderdale Florida the homeless are unionized.
A few years ago I went to visit friends in Fort Lauderdale (I lived there over 20 years). I was quite surprised when I got close to an intersection where a "Homeless" person was begging, to see him wearing a "Homeless" union T-shirt. I witnessed this at other intersections also, not just the one.
I wonder how much they pay for union dues.
In Fort Lauderdale Florida the homeless are unionized.
A few years ago I went to visit friends in Fort Lauderdale (I lived there over 20 years). I was quite surprised when I got close to an intersection where a "Homeless" person was begging, to see him wearing a "Homeless" union T-shirt. I witnessed this at other intersections also, not just the one.
I wonder how much they pay for union dues.