WoundedFoot wrote:I almost had a heart attack while reading this, because I was waiting for the 6 bus downtown (across the street from the Columbia dorms) and this dirty looking guy, probably in his early to mid 20s, comes up to me. He's eating a plate of nachos right there on the street and proceeds to explain to me in a faked, cliched foreign accent that he is 12 years old (he has quite a lot of facial hair) and "new to this land". He tells me that the truck he rented is out of gas, he's waiting for a friend to send him money via western union, but it hasn't arrived yet and that I should give him $10 for gas. I just said "no". As he was walking away, I thought to myself, "this guy is completely fucking insane". He also asked some construction workers working nearby and they looked at him like he was bat-shit insane as well. By far the craziest guy I have ever come across in the city.
The point is, I thought this article was about THAT guy. I was wrong. Has anyone else ever come across this guy? Tell your story if you have...
Guys telling a story like that are all over Chicago and have been as long as I can remember. It's an old and unsuccessful hustle.
If that's the craziest guy you've run into then you are in for a treat.
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