This happened to me too the other day.
I gave them directions, they started their spiel about having just come from a trade conference… I asked them if they were trying to sell me something, they laughed, shrugged their shoulders, I gave them a knowing look and they sped off to look for their next victim. They were Italian, or claimed to be – possibly the same guys that Seabee saw. I wonder how successful they are?
The Gulf News has an unintentionally hilarious article on the various scams that take place here. I love the last one – naturally wives, being delicate and impressionable ladies, would obviously be very nervous at the predictions of a psychic fakir you might meet in a car park. A raised eyebrow from Mrs Saul would be all that would be needed and the psychic fakir would predict his own imminent demise and scarper.
30/07/2011 at 08:17 |
The Italian guy at the petrol station…even helped me jump start my car once. Too bad I didn’t buy a suit from him…for which I could buy him a Nokia phone for his poor wife waiting for him in Italy.
Also too bad, he approached me twice, yes siiir, twice in a different petrol station over the last 2 years. The second time around, I told him that we had met before …. and off he was with screeching tyres.