So last night the hubby and I were duped. Like screwed out of money. Our grandparents live by this hotel, while we were visiting them last night a guy came over from the hotel and asked to borrow $50 to pay a cab driver to unlock his truck. He had a truly valid story, told us where he worked, what he did, how the economy was affecting his business. He came back after he phoned the cab company and said they would be another 30 minutes, did we mind waiting? He honestly seemed like a normal guy.
To be honest, I wouldn’t have handed him the money if it had been me…I didn’t feel 100% about it…but at the same time, I wasn’t totally against it.
Anyways…after an hour and a half waiting for him to come back with our money (why we didn’t just go with him or wait to pay him until the cab driver got there is something we didn’t think about at the time…dumb) we figured he wasn’t coming back.
Dang it anyways! Hubby says we’re the stupid ones, giving a guy we dont’ know our money and trusting he will actually pay us back. Isn’t that sad? We’re the dumb ones for trusting someone…for thinking the best of them…that just really makes me sad.
I’m not really the kind of person to be so naive, usually I can think level headed and be rational about things. Normally, we wouldn’t have given this guy our money so easily. But the one time we did, the one time we actually try to believe in someone…they screw us over.