At least in terms of traffic:

I should get conned more often.
It was about a month ago that our doorbell rang around 11:30 at night while we were sitting and playing Puerto Rico with some friends. When I went to the door there was a guy there with a worried look on his face.
Stop me if you’ve heard this one before:
He told me he had locked his keys in his car, his two kids were over at a cousin’s house (who is only 9 years old!) and that he just needed to use the phone to call his wife who worked at University Hospital to see what he should do. He lived just down the street at an address near ours and he had remembered his wife saying she knew one of the people on the corner.
I invited him in to use our phone and he called his wife. She was on a shift and couldn’t leave so they figured he should call a tow truck to come and break into his truck and get his keys. He asked me for a phone book to look up a tow truck company. Which I gave to him.
Starting to wonder…
He called and tried to see if they would come, unlock his truck and drive him to his wife at the hospital who had money to pay the $40 for the tow truck. The tow truck company, unsurprisingly, wouldn’t do it. So he said he was going to walk to the hospital (about a 25 minute walk one way) to get money from his wife and then meet the tow truck back at his place.
At this point, now 20 minutes or so since he first rang our doorbell, we were still slightly skeptical but at the same time you think that he’s gone through a lot of time/effort to try and scam us. If I had locked my keys in the car and my kid(s) were out somewhere I probably wouldn’t have my facts completely straight either.
And so he had me hooked.
You can see where this is headed. I started looking through my wallet for some money and grabbed some cash from my wife’s purse and saying that he didn’t have to walk all the way to the hospital and back – we could loan him the money and he could pay us back the next day when he got it all sorted.
He thanked us profusely… said he had just moved here from North Battleford and that they were worried about the big city and how unfriendly it could be. Said they were still driving back on Sundays to church in North Battleford because they hadn’t found anything closer. Said that we had restored his faith in people, etc.
One day goes by with no money in the mailbox. No worries.
Two days go by with no money. Hmmm…
Three days go by. I’m convinced we were had. And now, three days too late, I’m trying to remember what he looked like and figure out what numbers he actually did dial from our phone.
We’d been conned by a very convincing con man.
Just so you don’t think I’m a complete idiot, there were more minor details in his tale of woe that I’ve left out for length. And hindsight is exactly as they say it is: annoying.
We’ve since heard from two other friends who got bit by the same guy with the same basic story – only it happened to them over 3 months before he got us. So in an attempt to keep this guy from getting someone else, please spread this around Saskatoon.
We haven’t called the police yet, but we will. Obviously there’s nothing they can do but at least they’ll be aware of it. Leave a comment if you’ve been had by this guy or know of someone else who has. He’s obviously living in Saskatoon and hitting multiple houses. So far I’m aware of him working in the Caswell Hill/Mayfair areas.
All I’m hoping is that there’s some tough biker dude out there who hears about this guy and then shortly after Mr. Con Sawyer comes to Biker-Dude-With-No-Neck’s door with his sad story only to realize half way through his schpeel that Dude-With-No-Neck is on to him and is about to introduce his face to the floor.
Mmmm…. happy thoughts that help me sleep at night.
To wrap up this sad tale – it hasn’t dampened my desire to help those around me. I will continue to err on the side of naivety and give the person asking me for help the benefit of the doubt. Even if 1 out of 3 people I attempt to help don’t really need it, that’s not my concern. I believe I’m asked to just give and not to judge the poor.
But that’s just me.
When you or your place of employment are trying to solve a problem like:
“That guy always forgets to clean out his coffee cup!”
Typically the response is a sign put up in the lunch room with 14 pixel font (comic sans preferred) stating
“Could everyone please clean out their coffee cups at the end of the day? Thanks. Mngmt.”
For a few days everyone, including the original guywhowouldn’tcleanouthiscoffeecup, dutifully clean out their cups.
After a week though Mr. Guywhowouldn’tcleanouthiscoffeecup goes back to his old ways and doesn’t clean out his coffee cup.
A meeting of the Admin staff is called and it’s agreed that:
Sign is posted. Everyone follows through for a few days. Mr. Guywho’ssostupidandstillwon’tcleanouthiscoffeecup starts to falter after a few days. And we’re back to where we started. Larger font sizes and fancier clip art. Maybe you have to put a quarter in a jar if you leave a dirty coffee cup. Oh, and this time let’s send out an email to the staff reminding them of the coffee cup policy.
Etc.
Rather than just going and talking to Mr. Guywhowouldn’tcleanouthiscoffeecup directly and dealing with him in person we try and enforce the rules by, in effect, punishing everybody. Which ends up helping nobody.
We see this all around us and just accept it with varying degrees of frustration. The whole software industry (particularly on the Windows site of things) is full of copy protection aimed at stopping the few who pirate by punishing the masses that don’t. The same thing goes on in digital music where because of the fear of the few pirates everyone else has to jump through hoops to get the music they’ve paid for play on the devices of their choice.
I’m sure there’s plenty of real world examples but I know of one that I continually am frustrated by. The 7-11 near me has a “pay before you pump” policy due to, presumably, people pumping their cars full of gas and then leaving before paying. So when I go get gas I’m inconvenienced due to the sins of a few. I find it incredibly frustrating to be assumed to be guilty until I’m proven innocent – but even when I am innocent there’s no reward for me when I go back to my 7-11. As a result I avoid going to this 7-11 for gas even though it’s less than 2 blocks from my house. And when I do go I only get enough gas to get me through the day until I’m somewhere else and can fill up.
Do any recent policies/decisions you’ve made result in the many being punished for the actions of the few? Is there any way you could change it so that you reward the people for good behaviour instead of lumping them in with the bad apples?
Note: The fictional story in this post is not intended to represent any particular individual. I don’t have any issues with anyone not cleaning their coffee cup. Seriously.
I know a few of you might enjoy this tumblr site: UnhappyHipsters.com:
I can’t stop watching this intro video to Square, a credit card reader and payment system for iPhones, by Adam Lisagor – the bearded dude in plaid explaining it all to you (who’s promised me via Twitter to reveal all his secrets if I can just get down to San Francisco or whatever town he lives in and buy him a beer):
Or just the muzak which is delightful in it’s own right.
If I Can Do It, It’s Okay
I’m constantly amazed at how people justify things in the electronic world with the line that I can do it, so it’s ok and how dare you even bring up the fact that I’m stealing:
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I’m not going to stand on some high horse and say that I’ve never done it – but call a spade a spade. You’re breaking the law. It doesn’t matter if it’s annoying/frustrating/easy to do/etc. You’re breaking the law. Here’s a few in case you’re not aware:
Acknowledge that what you’re doing is wrong. Own up to it and make an attempt to do right the next time.