The misanthrope’s recent distress calls remind me of a grift I know that goes like this: approach the mark out of breath, as if you’re running for help, and beg the mark please, please, I’d never do this ordinarily, I’m not this kind of person, but my mother, she’s choking, or my wife’s in labor, […]
As soon as we started comparing notes, it dawned on me that our pet misanthrope most emphatically is the oily grifter I’d thought he only pretended to be. Grifting to the tune of hundreds from your faithful correspondent, thousands from another, and from the network at large free storage, free transportation, free accommodations, and under-the-table […]
His name was Kevin, in town with an electrical contractor working a car show at the TD Convention Center. His pickup truck’s gas gauge was broken and he’d misjudged, running out of gas on Main Street, leaving his wife to wait for him while he hunted for a station, surprised to find out that his gas-powered pickup had to be […]
