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300km a week through London on a road bike.
I was just on my way home from getting the motorbike MOT'd, when I saw a guy on the other side of the road trying to flag people down.
He had a car with him, so I guessed he had trouble with it. Everyone was ignoring him so, since I had a day off, I turned around and went back. He was Turkish, said his English was not perfect, but I though it was good enough. He said that he had lost his wallet and needed some cash. He took his ring off and handed me this with his card, as some kind of deposit, but I gave it back and I asked him how much he needed and he said £80, or as much as I could afford. He assured me he would pay me back twice, three times the next day if I gave him my address and phone number. He said he could meet me the next day, somewhere locally.
He showed me a business card, looked like a car salesman as there were a few high end cars on the card he said it was his business. I said that I didn't have any cash but that I would go to the cash till for him and get him £50. He insisted he followed in the car, but I told him there was no point as the town would be busy and it would be much quicker for me on the bike. At this point, I noticed that there was another guy in the car, in the passenger seat. The car had foreign plates and was left hand drive. He mentioned something about only having a little petrol.
As I went to pull away, I noticed the guy was back in the car, ready to follow me, so pointed to which way I would be going and he turned around. I was a bit annoyed that he hadn't stayed where he was, like I told him. Also, I didn't really want him and his mate around at the cash till.
We passed a garage, and they pulled in. I pulled in too and he seemed to think I would be getting the money from there. I told him that they had no cash till and he seemed to be suggesting that I get cash back, but I told him that you have to buy something and that I would rather go to the cash till. I asked him what airport he had flown into and hem mentioned that he had to get to Manchester. He was talking very quickly but I think he was saying that he needed the money to get back there and get his wallet. I asked to see his passport, but he said he had lost everything. Matey in the car opened the door and sounded angry, I asked the guy I was talking to what was the matter and he told me that the guy was saying that they didn't have much time. I started to doubt his story and I wasn't pleased that the guy in the car was losing his rag over me trying to help.
I told him I would go into town and to wait, especially if he was low on petrol. He said I may not return. I told him I would be 15 mins and to give up if I was not back after that. I made my way out of the garage and they were hot on my heels again in the car.
I decided I didn't like it and lost them, which was easy on the bike. I returned home.
Now I am feeling bad about it. What would you have done?
He had a car with him, so I guessed he had trouble with it. Everyone was ignoring him so, since I had a day off, I turned around and went back. He was Turkish, said his English was not perfect, but I though it was good enough. He said that he had lost his wallet and needed some cash. He took his ring off and handed me this with his card, as some kind of deposit, but I gave it back and I asked him how much he needed and he said £80, or as much as I could afford. He assured me he would pay me back twice, three times the next day if I gave him my address and phone number. He said he could meet me the next day, somewhere locally.
He showed me a business card, looked like a car salesman as there were a few high end cars on the card he said it was his business. I said that I didn't have any cash but that I would go to the cash till for him and get him £50. He insisted he followed in the car, but I told him there was no point as the town would be busy and it would be much quicker for me on the bike. At this point, I noticed that there was another guy in the car, in the passenger seat. The car had foreign plates and was left hand drive. He mentioned something about only having a little petrol.
As I went to pull away, I noticed the guy was back in the car, ready to follow me, so pointed to which way I would be going and he turned around. I was a bit annoyed that he hadn't stayed where he was, like I told him. Also, I didn't really want him and his mate around at the cash till.
We passed a garage, and they pulled in. I pulled in too and he seemed to think I would be getting the money from there. I told him that they had no cash till and he seemed to be suggesting that I get cash back, but I told him that you have to buy something and that I would rather go to the cash till. I asked him what airport he had flown into and hem mentioned that he had to get to Manchester. He was talking very quickly but I think he was saying that he needed the money to get back there and get his wallet. I asked to see his passport, but he said he had lost everything. Matey in the car opened the door and sounded angry, I asked the guy I was talking to what was the matter and he told me that the guy was saying that they didn't have much time. I started to doubt his story and I wasn't pleased that the guy in the car was losing his rag over me trying to help.
I told him I would go into town and to wait, especially if he was low on petrol. He said I may not return. I told him I would be 15 mins and to give up if I was not back after that. I made my way out of the garage and they were hot on my heels again in the car.
I decided I didn't like it and lost them, which was easy on the bike. I returned home.
Now I am feeling bad about it. What would you have done?
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