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« on: March 24, 2009, 04:23:15 » |
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Does this go here? If not, apologies... I very rarely have to post a client warning, but felt this merited it. If anyone would like the full number I am more than happy to circulate it far and wide!
(Anyone who uses SEP will already have seen this so excuse the repetition!)
I can never seem to explain anything in less than 1000 words, so bear with me.
At the very best this guy was a deliberate look and go timewaster/ taking the piss, and at worst he was up to no good.
He found me on adultwork, he says, and booked for 7.30 tonight.
I asked him to call and confirm at 7pm which he did, so I headed out to the work flat.
At 7.30 awaited his call to tell me he was down the bottom of the road, and nothing... I had some stuff to do up there anyway so while a bit pissed off, though meh! And went back home just before eight.
Just after I got back through the door, he called me to tell me he was at the bottom of the road I had sent him to!
I pointed out enough times that I had been there at 7.30, waited etc, and had even told him to call me if he was running late, and nothing. He literally begged and did sound like he was on a busy road etc, plus had gotten the tube and bus and that, so I said ok, I'll go back to the flat, call me in 15 mins.
So he calls in the 15 mins, and I let him know where to walk up to so I could see him before giving him the number.
This is less than a 5 minute walk from where he was/ said he was, by the way...
15 minutes later and he's not there and I am really starting to get the hump, when he calls me and is a long walk away, having clearly taken the wrong turning all together.
So almost an hour after he was due to arrive, he is still not here and I am still hanging on for him.
A while later he then calls to let me know that he is at the point I asked him to get to, I can indeed see him and start telling him which building and which bell, when he interrupts me with 'are you alone?'
Out of the blue, for no good reason- it's not like there was anyone hanging about on the street or in the lobby of the apartment.
I was a bit taken aback by this and asked him why he wanted to know, and he repeated the question and so did I, and he muttered something about there being a motobike there, which there probably was as it's parking for more than just the one flat!
Should maybe have knocked it on the head at that point but see above tale. re. how long this had been going on!
So he came in, I showed him through and right away he tried to walk into the main part of the flat and not the room I was directing him into, but I got him into the right room and offered him a drink, which I gave him.
He was extremely quiet at this point, grunting answers and looking around a lot.
When I gave him the drink, he was just sitting there not even looking at me so I said to him, 'Ok, i'll just take the money from you and show you through to the shower.'
At which point, my hero here got up and said 'I haven't brought any money.'
I grabbed him by the throat and poked his eyes out- Ok that part is a total lie, but you can see the temptation-
I told him to get out. OUt. And hit the speed dial on my phone for my security call, which panicked the shit out of him.
As I am moving him out of the flat, he digs out of his bag a bar of dairy milk (You know, the £1 bars?) and said 'I haven't got any money but I brought you chocolate...'
I got him in a headlock, kneed him in the balls- Ok that was a lie too-
But I did physically throw him out of the door and was talking on the phone all the time to my security, describing how he looked etc, which freaked him more, and he left.
I then saw him out of the window for a few minutes just walking aroung the street, not heading back towards the main drag or anything, and I started to worry.
He went out of sight so I thought he had gone, then the next minute the door bell goes again, and yes, it was him.
I was really freaked by this point and again had my security on the phone and asked him to come down, I answered the door to numbnuts and he started trying to apologise to me again and hand me the damn chocolate (Wow! Dairy Milk! Lets f**k!) and I told tim in no uncertain terms that he was not to come back and if he did then it wouldn't be me he saw.
Then I saw him go and get into a car (driver's side- I do beleive he was alone, though it was too dark to be sure) this after he told me all about getting the tube and bus and walking thew wrong way and sit around for a few minutes before driving off.
My security guy came down during this time which I am sure he saw, as I made sure he stood by the windows etc.
I have since missed some calls that I don't think are a coincidence, and have left someone in the work flat and come home, so hopefully that will be an end of it.
As I say, either dodgy or the worlds worst piss taker/ timewaster.
Phone number 075064287** Will pass the number to anyone who wants it.
Young (mid 20's?) black guy, short afro hair approx. 5'10" and medium build.
Carrying an Arsenal logo bag, wearing a gray hooded Adidas trackie with the logo done in glitter sequins and a seperate black hat thing.
On the phone he was softy spoken and did sound like a black guy, gave the name Mark.
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