Hilarious Encounter at Work

[JackinovParticipant 5229]

So this is back when I was a freelancer/private contractor for electrical work and the like. Basically, I installed internet in places where getting connection from typical companies like Comcast, or At&t would be out of the question, mainly at rv parks, and marinas.

Work days would be around 10-12 hours, and a LOT of walking, lugging heavy equipment around.

So this day starts like any other, got to about 7-9 installations that day, and it’s nearing the end of the work day. I’m finally on my last stop, and I’m about as worn out as an inmates butt-cheeks, so I’m looking to finish it fairly quickly and go to eat.

Now, I profile every customer before I get on their boat. None of em tipped any warning signs yet, but I still make a mental note of exit routes, potential set-ups, yadadada.

The customer here was in his 60’s, about 65-80 pounds overweight, and had multiple health complications, not only due to his weight, but maybe diseases as well. His skin composition was not too healthy (pock marks, discolored around the skull), and he emitted a faint, weird smell, and it wasn’t body odor. All this goes through my mind before I step foot on the boat, so all in all, I concluded he wasn’t going to be a physical threat.

I get started rigging up the satellite and wires and cutting them for length, and of course, small talk begins. His first few questions were “So how old are you”, “Are you married”, something about “If I was thinking of getting married”, “What my hobbies are”, etc.

These may seem like semi-normal questions, and to some degree they are. But based on the context, and time per question, and the fact these are semi-personal right off the bat, I immediately knew he was profiling me, gathering information to see what my mindset was. Now I had an conclusion right off the bat why he was asking, but I decided to let him continue to steer the conversation, if ever so slightly, to get to his point. The only accurate info I gave him was that I was 18, but this was for a long term angle that proved to be effective, as I shall explain.

I let him know the process should be wrapped up in about 30-40 more minutes and told him what I’d be doing, since it involved drilling a few holes in his boat. He said it was fine, and was quiet for around 6-8 minutes. He then asks me about the news lately, the laws being passed, and we chatted for a bit about that. As I predicted, he used that to bridge to “Yeah gay marriage is still getting legalized and whatnot”, and asked what I thought of that. Now I knew that would come up in some shape or form right when we begin talking, just when was the question. It’s getting interesting now.

Since I have about 25 more minutes left, and due to the fact I know he STILL hasn’t gotten to his REAL point, I go for a neither yay or nay answer, so he doesn’t know if I approve or disapprove. He continues that he separated from his wife around 10 years ago because he could not continue “living a lie” (how many times have I heard that one), and that his children are accepting and understand. Bingo- theory confirmed.

I’m wrapping up to the point where all I need is his credit card info to finish, I told him I’d be about 5 more minutes and then I’d be ready. All of a sudden he says he has to go to the boat shop real quick. Uh huh sure. I tell him, go on ahead, that’s perfect, because when he gets back, everything will be set.

I know he’s not coming back, so when I finish, I start packing my tools. Right on queue, my phone rings. I answer it and it’s him of course. He says, “Oh my knees are KILLING me, so I can’t come back down to the boat, but if you’d like to go to dinner with me, I’ll just give you my card info there”.

I’m laughing so hard because I already know it’s a set-up for him to pop a question of some sort, but hey, I’m hungry, and I can kill 2 birds with one stone, as well as leave 10-15 minutes earlier.

I say yes, and even better, I had suggested a Chinese buffet close to my house (but he doesn’t know this).

We get to the buffet, and I make sure to get the credit card info right then. That way, my work is officially done. I’m started not to be as amused anymore, so before I finish eating, I start steering the conversation to make him talk, while STILL making sure I stay luke-warm regarding if he thinks I’m open. The question that did it was “So what do you like to do in your spare time?” His answer?

“I like getting massages in the nude from young men hahahaha did that make you laugh?”

Now I WAS laughing, but not because I was titillated at the thought, as he was hoping, because that would have been a positive reaction. No, I was laughing due to the pathetic humor the situation entailed. I was actually thinking of throat punching the nasty f~~~~~, but I just say, “Ahh. I see”.

Now earlier in the day, he had mentioned wanting someone to help him with a boat radar he wanted to install on the top of his boat, and I sort of glazed over it, but kept it in mind but in case. Now was the time to use it.

I say, “Well I don’t have too much experience in that area, but people do seem to enjoy that. But right quick by the way, tomorrow I could take a look at the equipment you’ve got for your radar and look into getting that set-up for you”.

I know he’s going to say, yes, because it appears to him that his slow, soft-selling of rubbing his repugnant, fat, gay body is working, and he can seal the deal when we talk more tomorrow (although I can tell he is getting a little frustrated. I know he has done this routine many times before). Musta made his b~~~~ REAL hot when I told him I was 18. He asks me for my rate, and I say $35 an hour with a straight face. Not to my surprise, he agrees to it.

So skipping a hell of a lot, I make $350 out of him for that day. Turns out, he didn’t actually want to buy a proper radar mount for $400, and wanted me to custom make one for him out of PVC for a $5000 radar system. Hell no LMAO. I of course end of telling him I’m not interested in his little offer.

So I’ve got the check he paid me (I have his card info and his address, which is the only reason I took it), and I deposit it. All is fine, it goes through. I tell my boss about the guy in detail, and he of course makes sure I don’t get scheduled to that guy again. Of COURSE the guy calls a couple days later saying something is “wrong” with his internet. They send one of the senior guys, and it turned out to be a problem he created, one which was hard to do “accidentally”.

A couple days later, there is a -350 withdrawal from my account for some reason. I call the bank, and it turns out he stopped the check with any reason, not to mention the fact he spelled my name wrong. They look into his account, and turns out he has a history of canceling checks on people. I call him to let him know what’s going on (as if he doesn’t already), while subtly letting him know the law is going to be on his fat, pock-marked ass if he doesn’t rectify this now.

He calls me back all “shocked” that this happened, lying through his dirty yellow and black spotted teeth. I actually got confirmation he was lying, because in his effort to appear innocent, he knew that he misspelled my name on it, and exactly HOW he spelled it, and I hadn’t even told him about that.

Anyway, I tell him to meet me at a public coffee place with the cash, which he does. Never hear from him again after that, and definitely did not care.

So…yeah.

are you a chia pet in man drag

[NerdTunnelerParticipant]

Could have been a scary encounter. Glad that you shared it. Dunno why they prey on young guys…Just an observation, young straight guys that were preyed by older gays usually become gays later in life. I had a couple of acquaintance forced into the situation for money and now they are “bent”. Another thing to watch out for young MGTOWs especially for those going monk.

I stand with feet apart and let my balls hang free...Manginas dont have balls...See how they stand and sit at the whim of their masters...

[MACHOParticipant]

That sounded like some weirdo! I think you got out of that one Ok but you played with fire, one never knows what a nut is capable of.

You must own a better Crystal ball than I

[JackinovParticipant 5229]

NerdTunneler wrote:

Could have been a scary encounter. Glad that you shared it. Dunno why they prey on young guys…Just an observation, young straight guys that were preyed by older gays usually become gays later in life. I had a couple of acquaintance forced into the situation for money and now they are “bent”. Another thing to watch out for young MGTOWs especially for those going monk.

I hear young guys are usually the most impressionable and innocent (as well as the fact they like fresh, undiseased meat so to speak), and older guys get them by razzle-dazzling them with bull-s~~~. There are a disturbing amount of young guy old guy stories on the web, usually started with the young guy having issues with his parents at home, and then the older guy steps in as a safe haven. -.- Some damn sick s~~~ really, esp when practiced in real life.

MACHO wrote:

That sounded like some weirdo! I think you got out of that one Ok but you played with fire, one never knows what a nut is capable of.

Oh yeah that could have been dangerous. Being drugged was on the foreski- I mean forefront of my mind, so I made sure I maintained proper interaction distance the whole time, not to mention that it was a fairly busy boat dock, so plenty of witnesses, as well as back-up.

It was as dangerous as charming a poisonous snake that wants to slither it’s way up your asshole.

are you a chia pet in man drag

[NerdTunnelerParticipant]

Perhaps young guys nowadays are sick of the system and are confused. Since most guys are logical, they think that they dont fit in the current “male” model so they think they must be gay. I seem to see some that flip flops from gay to straight and back. I dont know. Just a theory I hatched when one thread I read talked about a MGTOW brother being called gay by a woman for refusing to be bullied into marriage…Just my two cents in case we can save more brothers from the lunacy…

I stand with feet apart and let my balls hang free...Manginas dont have balls...See how they stand and sit at the whim of their masters...

[DorkShitParticipant 4353]

Situational awareness. Predator in search of agreeable prey.

Peace brothers

[AttonParticipant]

Just imagine if you told him you where a fundamentalist republican during his profiling.

A MGTOW is a man who is not a woman's bitch!

[MarketWatcherParticipant]

DorkShit wrote:

Situational awareness. Predator in search of agreeable prey.

Bingo. They are sneaky.

[Can’t Stump TrumpParticipant]

Jackinov wrote:

He knew that he misspelled my name on it, and exactly HOW he spelled it.

So how did he spell it? “Jackingoff?” Ha!

Women are better at multitasking? Fucking up several things at once is not multitasking.

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