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Mmhmm, yup. Just wrote a mytake about my employment experience from hell. The stuff of nightmares.
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Long story short, I got conned a few years ago by this supposed job employer who was hiring new people to work for his company, and had a full-on setup in a hotel that he rented, along with a female accomplice acting like his secretary. They told me they were a new company and that to begin, I'd have to pay $400 for uniform, insurance, and training fees.
Normally, I wouldn't have bothered, but I was in a dead-end job, at the time. In other words, I was desperate. I went to a nearby diner and took out $400 from their crappy diner ATM machine. The con artist said his card reader (which he actually had) was broke, so I'd need to do it with cash. And even as I was giving the guy, I had this weird unforgettable feeling that something wasn't right. But like a good con artist, he assured me I was doing the right thing.
Of course, two weeks go by, and I call the guy. He then tried to say that I would need another $800 for the training course and all. That's when I knew 100% he was a scammer. One thing that always gets me about scammers is that they can never be content with the first time. They always got to double-dip, or triple-dip. They'll try to con one person as many times as possible, even it makes them more likely to get caught. I went to the police about the con artist, but the police generally being absolute sh*t in Philadelphia and completely useless at all times, the detective basically just went "well, cause he was in a hotel and didn't use his real name, we'll likely never catch him."
Again, I wouldn't have bothered if I didn't feel my future slipping away in the job I was in, at the time. I felt depressed because I loathed that job so much, but had no other options or anywhere else that was hiring, during this period of economic trouble all over America.
I learned from that asshole to never pay money for any "job." They're supposed to pay you. But the real lesson I learned is to lock my wallet away whenever I'm feeling depressed or hopeless.10
I had a boss that wanted me to run a different department in the same organization. It was a very visible position and was causing a lot of problems within the organization because the current manager was not doing a good job. I didn't feel like I would be qualified to do it and told him that I was not the right person for this. He told me the organization was going to spent a large amount of money to upgrade the equipment and I would be the project manager. He told me that I could hire a technician to do all the technical duties and that I would get a new title with a raise.
I still resisted. He told me that if it did not work out I could go back to my old position.
Well, I agreed to it and in the months to follow there was no big expenditure for new equipment. No new hire and no raise. All it was was to support the tired old equipment that I had no experience with. Things did not go well and finally I told him that I wanted to go back to my old position. He told me that I could not.
I should have gotten it all in writing.49
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The time an uncle pressured my mom with sob stories, knowing she would pressure her kids to help him with money. It taught me how scammers often use a soft hearted person as a tool to do the con for them. I knew he was probably a con but I also didn't want my mom to feel bad. Still, the next time he tried it, I said: nope.
When I wrote the MyTake Don't Be a Sucker it was based on my experiences and observations dealing with cons when I was young in my teens and 20s.20
I bought a souped up '72 El Camino when I was in my early 20s. I was a really cool car.
Some time later, it got dented by someone. When I went to get the dent fixed, I found that he had been very badly dented in the same area before. The dent hadn't been repaired, but was filled cosmetically with several inches of bondo. The bondo was so thick in spots that it wasn't even dry and hard.
Other than that, the only thing I have done (when I was young and stupid) was to buy things that I thought would be collector's items. Space program memorabilia, in particular. I also paid quite a bit for some 1984 Los Angeles Olympics memorabilia because I lived there at the time.20
Uh. There are various stories of the same scenario that I keep falling for. It seems that I never learn. When using public travel frequently, sometimes you stumble upon foreigners that claim to have had their money stolen, and now have no way of getting back to their own homes (I live in Europe, so the countries are just connected by trains etc). They always claim to be able to easily give the money back, and you can just share each others numbers to contact for payment. I'm a very gullible person, and don't wish anyone to be stranded in a foreign country. So alas.. I give them the money they need. They step in the train, go on their way, and I never hear from them again. Messaging them leads to no responses. Seems like foreigners value honoring your word less than we do here.20
My ex conned me into marrying her, with the ultimate goal of having me take care of her so she'd never have to work. Four years of lying, pretending and a nice acting.
Of course she never admitted this, it was a secret thing... heck she not only wanted me to take care of her she wanted me to take care of her mother... as she would drain our bank accounts to pay her mothers bills.
I learned to never trust someone who isn't responsible and independent themselves. She never admitted she wanted this until husband #4... when she started looking for a guy to be her sugar daddy.10
Non-sexual story. I was a naive veteran, fresh back from Vietnam and looking for work. I answered an ad for someone to work as a displayer at conventions. The first job was at a large automotive convention in Deleware. The product I was displaying was a machine that would cut the sidewalls of Blackwall tires to show the whitewall underneath. I showed the machine to several clients, wrote orders for several. When I was there the owner asked me to just put the expenses on my credit card and when the money was deposited from the orders he would pay me back and give me a commission for selling. Obviously, that didn't happen. He actually tried to charge me for the use of the machine while at the convention, then he tried to charge me the cost of the machine.
Needless to say, I went to work elsewhere.20
A guy I was fooling around with told me I was giving him blue balls and the only cure was for me to make him cum. I didn't want to but I felt bad and jerked him off. I found out later that he could have jerked himself off later and the pain would go away. He didn't need me.50
Do you have time to read an answer based on 28 years? If you do I can tell you the story of my life.
I've been tricked my whole life since I was born. What did I learn? Trust no one.34
I interacted with a person on Google Hangouts for a while who was a fake and I ended up buying them a gift card out of stupidity. I'm honestly not sure why I did it but the person kept asking me for money so I ended up blocking them. I then learned what to look out for when dealing with fake profiles and people with alternative motives.10
Well i was treated like shit by people whom i considered my friends when i needed them the most and that taught me not to be much expressive to people and care more about the old gems I've been friends with since primary and middle school.
Even now, I'm in university but i prefer to hang out more with my old friend circle cuz i just can't get myself to be that to anyone from university as most of em are same.20
I was supposed to be buying a switch blade in New York City in the streets and the guy was real cautious and nervous and said wait out here so he wrapped up at Clark bar and acted like there’s a switch blade in the package and he said don’t open that here it’s illegal so I lost my money it was taken and I was Coned. I was looking for the guy to and I couldn’t find him soon after. I didn’t lose that much anyway20
Someone I held in high regard for years sexually harrassed a minor. Image of that person broken. Taught me to be even more hesitant than I already am, letting people in61
To make the story short, I'm at a bus stop and this girl I don't know walks up to me says her friend thinks I'm cute and wants to talk to me, so me being a gullible retard I follow her over to her friend and her friend starts saying ewww gross, called me ugly, I get laughed by everyone at the stop for actually thinking someone might think I'm cute.
It taught me to be very cautious around females, especially ones who approach me.20
A colleague of mind took advantage of me being quite lonely in the beginning of my new job to be friendly but also have very inappropriate bahaviors toward me.
I guess you can say he tricked me.
What have I learnt? Stay away from muslim men. They are the worst of all.55
I've lost money because people I lent it (directly and indirectly) to wouldn't pay up
Lesson learned is only lend to people you trust or be willing to break their legs also only part with the product when payment is complete20
It taught me survival, strength within, the ability to cope & share my life experiences with others ✌️30
I thought she was actually my friend lol
It taught me not to trust people with a history of being asses30
This one time I got fooled into answering a question because I was invited to it.21
Sometimes I come across someone who is a Catfish through penpals well after I see what they email me and the way they talk, I just ignore them and move on20
You mean the story of my life?
Women who expect me to love them while they gently prepare to fuck another guy and then execute on their plans. Because women are always right?10
Not to trust the ups guy when he broke my small apliance10
I'm a very skeptical person so this is not easy to do to me. I've avoided it many times.
But here's two examples that come to mind.
I worked for a woman. We started a business and needed to set up everything. We hired a crew, all men. We put an ad on Craigslist. A guy replied and we interviewed him. I didn't like him, didn't trust him. She did. (She and I had very different takes on a lot of things. This represented our personality differences.) I thought he was trying too hard, too charming almost, but it felt inauthentic to me. I stared at him while she did more of the talking. I was sizing him up. He complimented both of us. I was the one he needed to win over. She was already sold.
Anyway, we hired him. He was to be the crew manager. What did she do? Immediately ordered a credit card for him, making him an Authorized User. I thought she was insane. I told her so, but in much subtler terms. But she did this quite often with people who worked for her, myself included. It made the books easier. (I handled the books.) But this guy we just met.
I asked for his social security number, for our records. I did a background check on him, unauthorized. I didn't ask, as you're supposed to do, but fuck that, we were going into business with this guy, and she was fronting the entire operation. And what did I find? He was a con artist. Had a criminal record. Had clearly fleeced some other people. Court cases pending.
I saved her. She often did not like my skepticism, and pessimism about certain things, but that day I proved my worth, and it would be dismissive to just chalk it up to intution. My outlook on things like this is based on something and I am proud of that. If I get called a 'glass half full' kind of girl, I really don't care.
The one time I did get tricked is when walking in Vegas, having a great time, drink in hand, and I was pulled aside by someone looking semi-official and offered two free live venue tickets to see a show that night. The catch was that we had to attend a one hour seminar on a time share. I really wanted to see the show. My husband was a bit upset about it, but we went. It was hell, sitting through that sales pitch. What was crazy to us was that a bunch of people seemed happy to be there. They might have even purchased. We just thought, 'Suckers.' Since that day, I have sometimes been accosted with a person in a clipboard (or no clipboard, if they're sneaky), but I don't care about 'being rude' anymore. It's not. Nothing is for free. Nothing. Somebody always wants something.