Friday, October 19, 2007

Not all old people are created equal.

Today after getting off class, I accidentally ran into this old man with weird glasses. I didn't "run" into this "old" man (he's actually not that old, but it flows with the story). I was actually walking back to the dorms and minding my own business of looking at the ground when he stopped me and asked, "Are you a student?"

Now, there are a lot of weird/creepy solicitors out here on campus every day and I guess my anti-solicitor instinct was turned off at that particular time of the day because I stopped and said yes. At first I thought that he was lost and needed help finding some building, but nope I was wrong. He had this weird accent that I couldn't quite understand. He started handing me out these books on Hinduism and Buddhism and asked me if I knew what "karma" was or if I knew who Socrates was and what a "monk" was and who "Gandhi" was. I just sort of stood there nodding. He handed me these two books into my hand and then started asking me what major I was and if I was an undergrad or a grad student. Then he said I looked like a "movie star" and that I had nice "hair". Creep.

I didn't understand the point of our conversation until he asked me if I would donate any money to his organization which I still don't know what it was about. It seemed pretty cult-ish and if not cult-ish, pretty fishy to me. I told him I didn't have any money. I wasn't lying too. Then he persisted on asking me if I had anything valuable - anything. He was getting desperate. I even showed him my empty bag and only told him I have homework and nothing else. And the man snatched the books away from my hands. What a butt-hole. I would have lied anyways if I did have the money because creepy weird glasses men cannot be trusted.

The moral of the story is that not all old people are created equal. There are the good. And then there are the ones like creepy weird glasses man trying to jip me of my money.

6 comments:

The Happy Hippie said...

Yikes. >_< When I was in college I had all my books and homework stolen out of a friend's car. Some people just suck.

fashaholic said...

poor gal :( at least he didn't attempt to do anything more than ask for donations!!

Elaine said...

I hate that fake flattery that people dish out when they want your money. I once had that in london, when a man who wanted my money said nice things to me. Ofcourse, this was nice, I was slightly flattered until I managed to get out of his vicinity and reminded myself that he has probably said the same lines to a hundred different people already that day.

Jen (MahaloFashion.Com) said...

Oh wow what a crazy freak, I can't believe he just took your books
I hate people like that, that can't get a clue and don't trust what your saying.
I had a few nice conversations with people only to find out that they were just trying to sell their religions to me, it made me feel so crappy and worthless in the end :(

Isabel said...

Some old people are so cute. Others are just cult followers...

Eli said...

the same thing happened to me at UCR. why cant hey just say "buy my books"? instead of going through all that bs