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Wed 3 Aug, 2005 06:50 pm
I had my fruit and vegetable stand set up down at the farmer's market and here comes this city slicker walking toward me. He was wearing a stupid-looking hat and smoking a cigar. I think he fancied himself being Clint Eastwood or something.
So he walks up to my stand, points at a peach, and says, "How much for the peach, old timer?"
I was selling the peaches for fifteen cents apiece, but I could tell by the vacant look on this guy's face that I probably squeeze some extra money for him.
"1.47 per peach", I replied.
He picked up the peach, looked around in a sheepish fashion, and said, "Isn't that a lot of money for one peach?"
"Cheapest peaches in town." I said.
They guy reaches into his pocket, counts out 1.47, and actually paid me that much. FOR ONE FRIGGIN ' PEACH!!!
After he had left, some of the other vendors who had been watching the whole episode with incredulity, came over to my booth and started slapping me on the back and laughing their asses off.
"You really took that dumb son of a bitchin' city slicker, Gus!"
"Funniest thing I've ever seen, Gus!"
"A friggin' 1.47 for a peach! Damn you, Ratzenhofer. You take the cake."
We spent the rest of the morning laughing and drinking wine. And thinking about that poor fool who paid 1.47 for a peach.
Have you ever taken advantage of anyone?
Please share your stories.
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Today at the farmers' market I was collecting some fruits and veggies from a busy stand. I found some purslane, which I bought up. I gave the old fart behind the country a 10 for the lots of stuff and he, being a dotty old fool, handed me change for a 20. I looked at the change, thought of handing it back to him, but then he helped the next guy in line, charging him 1.74 for a dang peach - ONE peach! I pocketed the change and walked away.
I think you would be well-advised to examine your change, littlek.
Confederate money doesn't go far these days.
You must have slipped up, I have checked the change.
I told the secret service about a man I saw making a huge pile of brush down by the swamp. It looked like he'd been piling it up for some time now.
I once told a young nice looking kid behind a fast food counter, while digging around in my pockets, that my money must have fallen out of my pocket... being a nice looking young kid myself i was right in assuming that he would do the kind thing and buy the nice girl her dinner. I spent the ten bucks in my pocket on some lottery tickets.
*sigh* I dont know what i will do when these young days are over.
Quote:They guy reaches into his pocket, counts out 1.47, and actually paid me that much. FOR ONE FRIGGIN ' PEACH!!!
It always takes two to Tango doesn't it?
When I was a senior in college, our phone number was listed under Auto Parts Warehouse. First we were polite and said, "wrong number."
But by the end of the year, when folks were trying to get estimates on the cost of repair, we would ask things like, "What color is your car?"
"What does it matter?"
"Well, sir, if your car is blue, we're looking at 5,000 dollars. But if it's red, it will only cost 50 dollars."
I am a banker, I take advantage of people all the time
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