[QUOTE=Kumbu][B]Smarmy English bastard[/B]
So off I go at around 9:35pm. Rather than head back down to WS, I went the other way, deeper into the soi, turned right, to Second Street, and then right again. This leads to a soi that can take you back down to WS. As I was walking down second street, a taxi pulls up and this white guy fiddles his way out and hops onto the sidewalk. I don't look at him, but through my peripheral vision, I notice that he is pale, sweaty, and very shifty-eyed. I already don't like the guy - He seems very...smarmy. Anyway, he sees me and in an English accent says to me:
Sweaty, Smarmy, Shifty-Eyed English Bloke: “Do you speak English?
Kumbu: mm-hmm
SSSEB: Do you know your way around here by any chance? I haven't a clue where I am.
K: mm-hmm
SSSEB: Do you know where Tower Hotel is?
K: Tower...umm....nope, sorry.
SSSEB: Are you English?
K: No, American
SSSEB: aw. Well anyway, it doesn't sound good, but I've just been with a Thai prostitute...
K: as have we all.
SSSEB: umm...yeah...anyway, she...blimey, you look like Thai people...
K: I'm not Thai people
SSSEB: That's not meant in a bad way. Anyway, she grabbed me wallet and took off while I was in the shower, and she stole 1000 quid, and I now don' t have a cent on me -
K: You need to go to the police, and don't you mean penny?
SSSEB: Umm, well I did, but the bastards told me all I can do is go to my consulate.
K: Yeah, that's right, and did you?
SSSEB: Well, no, but you see, the thing is I have to phone home coz me mum, you see, she's sick and I have to talk to her, otherwise she gets very upset. So all I really need is 10 quid...
K: (slaps SSSEB on his sweaty shoulder) Good luck my friend, I've never heard of Tower hotel, I hope you find it, take care. (walks away).
SSSEB: (sarcasm) Well thanks very much for your help, mate.
Asshole. Now that I think about it, I saw this very same guy in February, and back then he did the very same thing, and I reacted in exactly the same way. So this is his shtick. Beware of Sweaty, Smarmy, Shifty-Eyed English Bloke.[/QUOTE]You absolutely captured this guy to a t. He came up to me in March, EXACT same story. I told him it was a hard luck story and I wished him the best, but I was out of money too, because I had voluntarily handed it all over to bar girls. He got the hint and moved on to the next guy to panhandle. Funny thing is I was eating a couple days before and struck up a conversation with a brit who told me about being approached by the guy. Hell, maybe the guy was an english teacher and found this to be more profitable! It's so out of place and somewhat shocking to be approached by a farang panhandler, that I imagine enough of the easily manipulated take pity on him to throw enough his way to scratch out his meager existence.
