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2HousePlague · 02-03-2006, 01:46 AM

Not sure why these thoughts are runnin' through my head. Maybe it's cuz I've been sleeping in a place with no locks on the doors for the last few weeks. Maybe cuz I'm going home soon, and it feels kinda icky. Maybe cuz I have felt so secure and so trusted that it's made me look back over my whole life and think about those moments (and we all have them) when I just took advantage.

Thankfully, it's been quite a long time since I scammed somebody like that.

I remember it like it was yesterday, though.

Ever since I was kid, I've been what I guess you could call "enterprising". I was always trying to raise money for some scheme, or because I just had to have the latest UV light for my microscope or parts from Radio Shack for the thing I was going to sneak up onto the roof at night and "install", against the speciifc warnings of my mom, to great danger to myself and -- usually -- afoul of the FCC. I was about 11 one Summer, and it was the fourth of July. A few nights before, I had discovered my mom's tampons under the bathroom sink and did not know what they were. The thread hanging off one end made them look kinda fireworksy to me. So I had the brilliant idea that I would sell them -- whatever they were -- to the kids from 2 blocks away, for a buck a pop, as the latest, greatest thing that went bang.

When I was 11, 2 blocks away was like another county. I seldom saw these kids and they didn't know where I lived. So, I figured they would find out they were not fireworks and -- in the 4th of July merriment and general confusion -- they would forget about me. I would have made like $14 profit and could buy the parts for my latest weapon of mass mischief.

To my great shame, that's exactly what happened. I think I saw some of those kids a week later, and they didn't say anything to me. I began to seek them out, because I was confused and then intensely curious to find out what had happened.

They never told me and I never got over my guilt.

I think the lesson for me was that the difference between good people and bad people was that bad people could forget what they had done, somehow.

I began to feel better about myself as the years passed and I realized I could not forget the things I did that I thought might be bad, and pretty soon I stopped even trying to get away with anything.

A different kind of "good" feeling crept inside me, and I knew it was not a good feeling that bad people could ever have.

Because I had been a bad person on that day, with my ill-gotten $14 in my hand, I knew exactly what their good feeling was like.

I decided mine was much, much better --

2hp

DWB · 02-03-2006, 02:09 AM

Once. I had this retarded kid that always used to bother me to cut my lawn. Everyday. He would not take "no" for an answer. The last thing I was going to do was let a retarded kid on my property with BLADES. No thanks.

I scammed him once by printing fake money ($50) on my computer and paid him just to leave me alone. It worked. He never came back.

Poor kid.

Roald · 02-03-2006, 02:13 AM

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Originally Posted by DirtyWhiteBoy

Once. I had this retarded kid that always used to bother me to cut my lawn. Everyday. He would not take "no" for an answer. The last thing I was going to do was let a retarded kid on my property with BLADES. No thanks.

I scammed him once by printing fake money ($50) on my computer and paid him just to leave me alone. It worked. He never came back.

Poor kid.

hehe thats funny and wrong at the same time ;))

Doctor Dre · 02-03-2006, 02:34 AM

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Originally Posted by DirtyWhiteBoy

Once. I had this retarded kid that always used to bother me to cut my lawn. Everyday. He would not take "no" for an answer. The last thing I was going to do was let a retarded kid on my property with BLADES. No thanks.

I scammed him once by printing fake money ($50) on my computer and paid him just to leave me alone. It worked. He never came back.

Poor kid.

So wrong ... you could have got into BIG BIG trouble doing that...

sonofsam · 02-03-2006, 02:36 AM

ask AaronM

LiveDose · 02-03-2006, 02:45 AM

I despise scammers.

seeric · 02-10-2006, 09:38 PM

Spunky · 02-10-2006, 09:42 PM

I can honestly say in all of my 44 years ..not once

SilentKnight · 02-10-2006, 10:21 PM

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Originally Posted by sonofsam

ask AaronM

CybermedAndy · 02-10-2006, 11:11 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by sonofsam

ask AaronM

Ouch

Deej · 02-11-2006, 12:30 AM

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Originally Posted by 2HousePlague

Not sure why these thoughts are runnin' through my head. Maybe it's cuz I've been sleeping in a place with no locks on the doors for the last few weeks. Maybe cuz I'm going home soon, and it feels kinda icky. Maybe cuz I have felt so secure and so trusted that it's made me look back over my whole life and think about those moments (and we all have them) when I just took advantage.

Thankfully, it's been quite a long time since I scammed somebody like that.

I remember it like it was yesterday, though.

Ever since I was kid, I've been what I guess you could call "enterprising". I was always trying to raise money for some scheme, or because I just had to have the latest UV light for my microscope or parts from Radio Shack for the thing I was going to sneak up onto the roof at night and "install", against the speciifc warnings of my mom, to great danger to myself and -- usually -- afoul of the FCC. I was about 11 one Summer, and it was the fourth of July. A few nights before, I had discovered my mom's tampons under the bathroom sink and did not know what they were. The thread hanging off one end made them look kinda fireworksy to me. So I had the brilliant idea that I would sell them -- whatever they were -- to the kids from 2 blocks away, for a buck a pop, as the latest, greatest thing that went bang.

When I was 11, 2 blocks away was like another county. I seldom saw these kids and they didn't know where I lived. So, I figured they would find out they were not fireworks and -- in the 4th of July merriment and general confusion -- they would forget about me. I would have made like $14 profit and could buy the parts for my latest weapon of mass mischief.

To my great shame, that's exactly what happened. I think I saw some of those kids a week later, and they didn't say anything to me. I began to seek them out, because I was confused and then intensely curious to find out what had happened.

They never told me and I never got over my guilt.

I think the lesson for me was that the difference between good people and bad people was that bad people could forget what they had done, somehow.

I began to feel better about myself as the years passed and I realized I could not forget the things I did that I thought might be bad, and pretty soon I stopped even trying to get away with anything.

A different kind of "good" feeling crept inside me, and I knew it was not a good feeling that bad people could ever have.

Because I had been a bad person on that day, with my ill-gotten $14 in my hand, I knew exactly what their good feeling was like.

I decided mine was much, much better --

2hp

not to mention you left your mom with no plugs....what did you aquire with your ill-gotten booty?

shahab6 · 02-11-2006, 12:44 AM

Never scam anybody, but I was once scam by a coworker.

NoWhErE · 02-11-2006, 07:11 AM

Once I held a miss gfy contest....

oh, and offered great robes for free advice, but never sent them out.

Now I've got this one going on about Jackets :P

Low blow? lol

chowda · 02-11-2006, 07:15 AM

i onced promised alot of people to click here for free porn, only to have them pay for it down the line.

Deej · 02-11-2006, 07:15 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by NoWhErE

Once I held a miss gfy contest....

oh, and offered great robes for free advice, but never sent them out.

Now I've got this one going on about Jackets :P

Low blow? lol

O rly?

Kristian · 02-11-2006, 07:29 AM

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Originally Posted by 2HousePlague

Not sure why these thoughts are runnin' through my head. Maybe it's cuz I've been sleeping in a place with no locks on the doors for the last few weeks. Maybe cuz I'm going home soon, and it feels kinda icky. Maybe cuz I have felt so secure and so trusted that it's made me look back over my whole life and think about those moments (and we all have them) when I just took advantage.

Thankfully, it's been quite a long time since I scammed somebody like that.

I remember it like it was yesterday, though.

Ever since I was kid, I've been what I guess you could call "enterprising". I was always trying to raise money for some scheme, or because I just had to have the latest UV light for my microscope or parts from Radio Shack for the thing I was going to sneak up onto the roof at night and "install", against the speciifc warnings of my mom, to great danger to myself and -- usually -- afoul of the FCC. I was about 11 one Summer, and it was the fourth of July. A few nights before, I had discovered my mom's tampons under the bathroom sink and did not know what they were. The thread hanging off one end made them look kinda fireworksy to me. So I had the brilliant idea that I would sell them -- whatever they were -- to the kids from 2 blocks away, for a buck a pop, as the latest, greatest thing that went bang.

When I was 11, 2 blocks away was like another county. I seldom saw these kids and they didn't know where I lived. So, I figured they would find out they were not fireworks and -- in the 4th of July merriment and general confusion -- they would forget about me. I would have made like $14 profit and could buy the parts for my latest weapon of mass mischief.

To my great shame, that's exactly what happened. I think I saw some of those kids a week later, and they didn't say anything to me. I began to seek them out, because I was confused and then intensely curious to find out what had happened.

They never told me and I never got over my guilt.

I think the lesson for me was that the difference between good people and bad people was that bad people could forget what they had done, somehow.

I began to feel better about myself as the years passed and I realized I could not forget the things I did that I thought might be bad, and pretty soon I stopped even trying to get away with anything.

A different kind of "good" feeling crept inside me, and I knew it was not a good feeling that bad people could ever have.

Because I had been a bad person on that day, with my ill-gotten $14 in my hand, I knew exactly what their good feeling was like.

I decided mine was much, much better --

2hp

Is your name Earl?

adultchica · 02-11-2006, 07:31 AM

Kristian · 02-11-2006, 07:32 AM

I used to own a double-glazing company. The entire glazing industry is a scam and I was among the elite. One of the reasons I left was because of that sense of feeling dirty. So I can empathise.

02-03-2006, 01:46 AM	#1
2HousePlague CURATOR Join Date: Jul 2004 Location: the attic Posts: 14,572	You ever just straight-up SCAM somebody? Not sure why these thoughts are runnin' through my head. Maybe it's cuz I've been sleeping in a place with no locks on the doors for the last few weeks. Maybe cuz I'm going home soon, and it feels kinda icky. Maybe cuz I have felt so secure and so trusted that it's made me look back over my whole life and think about those moments (and we all have them) when I just took advantage. Thankfully, it's been quite a long time since I scammed somebody like that. I remember it like it was yesterday, though. Ever since I was kid, I've been what I guess you could call "enterprising". I was always trying to raise money for some scheme, or because I just had to have the latest UV light for my microscope or parts from Radio Shack for the thing I was going to sneak up onto the roof at night and "install", against the speciifc warnings of my mom, to great danger to myself and -- usually -- afoul of the FCC. I was about 11 one Summer, and it was the fourth of July. A few nights before, I had discovered my mom's tampons under the bathroom sink and did not know what they were. The thread hanging off one end made them look kinda fireworksy to me. So I had the brilliant idea that I would sell them -- whatever they were -- to the kids from 2 blocks away, for a buck a pop, as the latest, greatest thing that went bang. When I was 11, 2 blocks away was like another county. I seldom saw these kids and they didn't know where I lived. So, I figured they would find out they were not fireworks and -- in the 4th of July merriment and general confusion -- they would forget about me. I would have made like $14 profit and could buy the parts for my latest weapon of mass mischief. To my great shame, that's exactly what happened. I think I saw some of those kids a week later, and they didn't say anything to me. I began to seek them out, because I was confused and then intensely curious to find out what had happened. They never told me and I never got over my guilt. I think the lesson for me was that the difference between good people and bad people was that bad people could forget what they had done, somehow. I began to feel better about myself as the years passed and I realized I could not forget the things I did that I thought might be bad, and pretty soon I stopped even trying to get away with anything. A different kind of "good" feeling crept inside me, and I knew it was not a good feeling that bad people could ever have. Because I had been a bad person on that day, with my ill-gotten $14 in my hand, I knew exactly what their good feeling was like. I decided mine was much, much better -- 2hp __________________ tada!

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Kristian Confirmed User Industry Role: Join Date: Aug 2003 Posts: 3,733	I used to own a double-glazing company. The entire glazing industry is a scam and I was among the elite. One of the reasons I left was because of that sense of feeling dirty. So I can empathise.