How many times have we been approached by a complete stranger who is either begging for R20.00 just so he can get to the bus station to go home to Tim Buck Two or, who has just run out of fuel and Oh my goodness his wife is in hospital giving birth to triplet goats, or my favourite, a school sponsor that you know is clearly not a legitimate request.
Now I believe in Charity and I am in no ways a mean person, but Oh please how stupid do these people think we are. You have this scruffy booze smelling person approach you asking for money to go and donate his liver to his dying child, let’s face it, no one want his liver!!! Pickled Liver does not count! Or that child who has facial hair of a 25 year old claiming he has been chose to represent the under 14 in some Crochet tour or tidily winks.
That person who ran out of fuel, well they seem to do it at the same spot every night and if that is not stupid planning on their part then I don’t know (yuck) oh please how stupid do you think we are. This woman flags you down and tells you her tales of woe and how she needs to rush home to put the fire out in her parlour and how she is in a hurry and scared a she is a woman on her own in a dark area blah blah and you take pity on her, give her your last R20 .00 only to see a man’s head pop up in the front of the car. That makes you want to rip open your door, take her head and bash it against your old second hand car door and tell her to back the F off.
We have all been taken at least once in our lives by a con artist I am sure. I know I have fallen for it many times. Like one time while in Witbank and missing my children desperately, I was in the queue to buy Christmas gifts and this young boy approaches me and asks me please to help him buy his Mommy a present as he does not have enough money and his daddy is not working and and..... I fall for it. But I think I am clever, I buy it for him, feeling so good and so wonderful and self gratified, only to see him go directly to the return counter to try and get the money back or exchange it.
I nearly ran up to him and ripped the gift out of his sweet innocent (NOT) hands and beat him on the bottom with it, but we don’t do those type of things do we.
1. We don’t beat children,
2. We are too well mannered to strangers and nod and smile politely and apologize if we bump into them or they bump into us.
Why is that, they are complete strangers and most probably bumped into you to pick pocket you. We will smile politely and thank a stranger for moving out of your way or apologize and walk away as if we are in the wrong, but we will not say those words to our loved ones. Like I am sorry, opps sorry I didn't mean to bump you or excuse me, please can you let me pass.
No we storm through our family like a tornado and expect them just to understand. Well guess what, they do not always understand and why should they. These are the people we have in our lives forever. So stop being nice to strangers and appreciate the people in your lives who make you smile every day and give you a reason for getting up in the morning. Treat them with the respect you give to strangers across the counter, or in a shopping Mall, or in a parking lot or crowded room.
If your child came to you asking for R20.00 because he or she wanted to just waste it, you would be responsible and say No, we need this, when in fact you should say just occasionally… Yes My baby here it is go and have fun and not give it to strangers or if they told you they needed you to sponsor them you would know whether it was true or not.
My reason behind this barrage of how we are conned by that “I am sorry to bother you” is the following
Jinx as you know is expecting a rather large litter I think and we have the toilet or food breaks every hour on the hour. So hence the Bad Mood and lack of patience and the need to hang a punch gab in my office!!!
So when the cell phone rings at 4h00am in the morning and Bernadette's National Ops Manager Bren says
“I am sorry to Bother You so early!” but the truck is in and can you get to the office 2 hours early. I asked myself, is he kidding, or is he just insane. Go to work two hours early to do what exactly what? Watch the truck in the depot parking bay as the staff are not there to unload it. To what? - unload the Super Link ourselves. So why the phone calls, what purpose did it achieve. Well it woke me up and really started my day on a good note.
One time I was approached by this unsightly person wanting to ask me something or sell me something or get sponsor money or something. I was with Bern and my Friend Shell and he approached me. I must have “Talk to me” tattooed on my forehead as they always approach me.
“Sorry to bother you” I looked up as everyone is taller than me much to my disgust except for Hobbits and small children of about 8 years and downwards!! and said “Well then DON’T!” and walked away.
Bern and Shell hooted with laughter and looked at me in surprise as I am the decorum of manners and respect and all sweet things and sugar and spice but I had just had enough. So when Bren phoned and said "Sorry to bother you", I replied, "Clearly you are not or you wouldn’t have phoned at 4 am in the morning!"I answered Bernadette’s phone as she was doing the Jinx trip allowing me to sleep just a little.
Well this comment went right over his head and he asked to speak to Bernadette who dutifully came in and took the call from me.
So next time someone says
“Sorry to Bother You” Respond with one of the following
1. “DONT BE SORRY JUST Don’t BOTHER ME”
2. Or you obviously aren’t or you wouldn’t be talking to me”
3. Or just say NO as well do before we hear their story.
4. And if that does not work, Hit them on the head with your handbag and run!!!LOL
The really sad thing is we do this to our superiors and friends if we need something, we start a sms or Skype message or e-mail or phone call with
"I AM SORRY TO BOTHER YOU!”– When in actuality we are not sorry to bother them, we may be embarrassed or desperate but not SORRY!
Now I believe in Charity and I am in no ways a mean person, but Oh please how stupid do these people think we are. You have this scruffy booze smelling person approach you asking for money to go and donate his liver to his dying child, let’s face it, no one want his liver!!! Pickled Liver does not count! Or that child who has facial hair of a 25 year old claiming he has been chose to represent the under 14 in some Crochet tour or tidily winks.
That person who ran out of fuel, well they seem to do it at the same spot every night and if that is not stupid planning on their part then I don’t know (yuck) oh please how stupid do you think we are. This woman flags you down and tells you her tales of woe and how she needs to rush home to put the fire out in her parlour and how she is in a hurry and scared a she is a woman on her own in a dark area blah blah and you take pity on her, give her your last R20 .00 only to see a man’s head pop up in the front of the car. That makes you want to rip open your door, take her head and bash it against your old second hand car door and tell her to back the F off.
We have all been taken at least once in our lives by a con artist I am sure. I know I have fallen for it many times. Like one time while in Witbank and missing my children desperately, I was in the queue to buy Christmas gifts and this young boy approaches me and asks me please to help him buy his Mommy a present as he does not have enough money and his daddy is not working and and..... I fall for it. But I think I am clever, I buy it for him, feeling so good and so wonderful and self gratified, only to see him go directly to the return counter to try and get the money back or exchange it.
I nearly ran up to him and ripped the gift out of his sweet innocent (NOT) hands and beat him on the bottom with it, but we don’t do those type of things do we.
1. We don’t beat children,
2. We are too well mannered to strangers and nod and smile politely and apologize if we bump into them or they bump into us.
Why is that, they are complete strangers and most probably bumped into you to pick pocket you. We will smile politely and thank a stranger for moving out of your way or apologize and walk away as if we are in the wrong, but we will not say those words to our loved ones. Like I am sorry, opps sorry I didn't mean to bump you or excuse me, please can you let me pass.
No we storm through our family like a tornado and expect them just to understand. Well guess what, they do not always understand and why should they. These are the people we have in our lives forever. So stop being nice to strangers and appreciate the people in your lives who make you smile every day and give you a reason for getting up in the morning. Treat them with the respect you give to strangers across the counter, or in a shopping Mall, or in a parking lot or crowded room.
If your child came to you asking for R20.00 because he or she wanted to just waste it, you would be responsible and say No, we need this, when in fact you should say just occasionally… Yes My baby here it is go and have fun and not give it to strangers or if they told you they needed you to sponsor them you would know whether it was true or not.
My reason behind this barrage of how we are conned by that “I am sorry to bother you” is the following
Jinx as you know is expecting a rather large litter I think and we have the toilet or food breaks every hour on the hour. So hence the Bad Mood and lack of patience and the need to hang a punch gab in my office!!!
So when the cell phone rings at 4h00am in the morning and Bernadette's National Ops Manager Bren says
“I am sorry to Bother You so early!” but the truck is in and can you get to the office 2 hours early. I asked myself, is he kidding, or is he just insane. Go to work two hours early to do what exactly what? Watch the truck in the depot parking bay as the staff are not there to unload it. To what? - unload the Super Link ourselves. So why the phone calls, what purpose did it achieve. Well it woke me up and really started my day on a good note.
One time I was approached by this unsightly person wanting to ask me something or sell me something or get sponsor money or something. I was with Bern and my Friend Shell and he approached me. I must have “Talk to me” tattooed on my forehead as they always approach me.
“Sorry to bother you” I looked up as everyone is taller than me much to my disgust except for Hobbits and small children of about 8 years and downwards!! and said “Well then DON’T!” and walked away.
Bern and Shell hooted with laughter and looked at me in surprise as I am the decorum of manners and respect and all sweet things and sugar and spice but I had just had enough. So when Bren phoned and said "Sorry to bother you", I replied, "Clearly you are not or you wouldn’t have phoned at 4 am in the morning!"I answered Bernadette’s phone as she was doing the Jinx trip allowing me to sleep just a little.
Well this comment went right over his head and he asked to speak to Bernadette who dutifully came in and took the call from me.
So next time someone says
“Sorry to Bother You” Respond with one of the following
1. “DONT BE SORRY JUST Don’t BOTHER ME”
2. Or you obviously aren’t or you wouldn’t be talking to me”
3. Or just say NO as well do before we hear their story.
4. And if that does not work, Hit them on the head with your handbag and run!!!LOL
The really sad thing is we do this to our superiors and friends if we need something, we start a sms or Skype message or e-mail or phone call with
"I AM SORRY TO BOTHER YOU!”– When in actuality we are not sorry to bother them, we may be embarrassed or desperate but not SORRY!
What ever you say, ill agree to what ever you want me to today ok. Love you mommy
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ReplyDeleteGood, I am glad to see that I may finally be taken seriously. Whooosa! Calm Down. But seriously what was he hoping to achieve at 4.00am. That Bern was going to Jump out of Bed and run all the way to the Depot coz I sure as hell wasn’t going at the hour and we only had my car at home. To sit and watch the driver sleep in his VAN
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ReplyDeleteMy Sweet Sunflower Sister, I completely agree with you about those con artists, they are so frustrating, but seem to be a permanent fixture of life on earth.
ReplyDeleteAs I get older I get more immune to the sudden rises in anger normally triggered by the sight of one of these cons.
Lately its a case of "I can't be bothered to even react, life is too short" . I try to give them my Zombie look. YOu know, that dead, bland, no emotion, "nothing you can do will make me react because I don't care about you or your life" look.
Seems to be working.
I think they pick on you cos you're a tiny ickle fing.
But regarding Jinx, I just wanted to give you an update on her status since you left her here last night for the weekend.
She slept through the night and did not wake us up at all. She ate with much excitement and gusto last night, a huge amount of food. She slept all night at the foot of the bed, and you could see she was uncomfortable, as she made a lot of grunting and sighing noises, moved around a bit, and snored cutely when she finally did sleep. She didn't wake us up once during the night, and never once tried to jump on us, on our bed, on our furniture etc.
All is calm in the CazRt household, 8 dogs and all.
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P.S. deleted the last post as there were some serious spelling errors, and I could not figure out how to edit it.
Yes I agree with con artisits, but what do you do about those pesky phone calls at 4.00 am. Poor Kids heard about it all weekend. Jinx was quite well behaved last night. Only asked to go out twice! I think we going to be grannies this week!!! May put a re-schedule on out weekend plans.
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