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Friday, May 23, 2008

Manipulating Crack Whore Bitch

Sometime in the evening daylight hours I slowed down to allow a young woman to walk across a crosswalk. She started walking and came up to my door and so I pulled over and she got in (I should have known better). She introduced herself to me and started balling about how she lives out of town and her mother would not come and get her. It went on and on that she had no place to stay, had no money, and she really needed my help. She was pleading with me to help her.

She was pretty convincing to be honest, especially with her sob story. I somehow agreed to take her to her friends house and drive her friend somewhere so that my passenger would have a place to stay. I drove to a known crackhouse and waited for this girl, she came back with two chicken wings and was eating them. She informed me that she was not allowed to stay there.

I offered to pay for her to get to the shelter. She wanted to go to a scuzzy hotel downtown instead. I started the meter and told her I would pay for her ride (dispatch was wondering what was going on at this point). As we were driving to the hotel she asks me to stop at the liquor store! I was pissed, here I was thinking I was helping this women and paying for her ride out of my own pocket and the only thing on her mind was to get liqour. Because I was paying for her ride I declined her stop and took her directly to the hotel.

She completely had me in the palm of her hand. I let her use my personal cell phone, I paid for her ride, she wanted me to give her a cigarette when we got to the hotel and to use my phone again. I said no and drove off.

Manipulating Crack Whore Bitch.

Update:

I got a call to a hotel and guess who happens to be the fare. This same lady got in and started giving me the same sob story that had once convinced me to help her out. I explained that I was not impressed about the last time and said if she didn't have any money she was not going anywhere with me. It was 4:00 in the morning. What the hell are you doing trying to find a way home/somewhere else at that time of night. She said she had no money but wanted me to pull around the building. I said I didn't think so and she got out. So what if I had pulled around the building, out of view of the lobby attendant? Maybe she would have said I had assaulted her and blah blah blah.

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