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"The problem with getting a real street education is that you have to go through a lot of hard knocks and pain for the degree. Jim Rose has remedied that dilemma for the masses by contributing monthly to Punk Globe Magazine ." It is Jim Roses opinion that the psychology of being street wise is crucial to protecting ones self, furthering careers and in some cases just fun to know.
The contents of this article could be dangerous. Misuse of the material can cheapen an art form or at the very least make you look stupid. More importantly, misuse of this information may result in jail time or death. Do not attempt any of these tricks without the direct supervision of a responsible professional. I know more about snake oil than any person alive. I’ve been selling it for most of my life. Quite simply, snake oil is my lifeblood. Magic, circus stunts, hypnotism, hustles, mind-reading; any and every graft known to man. If there’s a con, I know about it. Snake oil, ladies and gentlemen, is the art of the gyp, hoodwink, shuck, sandbag. Identify a weakness or susceptibility and manipulate to your personal advantage. The term originates from traveling “salesmen” in the 19th century who peddled a concoction, usually giving it an exotic name like snake oil, promising to cure all ills. Of course, it was a big scam and eventually the term snake oil came to represent any deceptive product or enterprise.Growing up in Phoenix, Arizona, life’s calculations, misdirections, and manipulations became a fascination of mine. During this semi-lawless era reminiscent of the Wild West, slicksters, con-artists, and hucksters roamed the terrain looking for easy marks. Phoenix has now, I’ve been told, become quite civilized and the days of flim-flam are long gone. Don’t believe it. The art of selling snake oil is constantly being reinvented, bastardized and ultimately improved in a perpetual, strangely perverse evolution. Just like me. My introduction to the swindle of snake oil began during my formative teenage years. Working at the state fair, I was initiated into the world of eccentrics with a school-of-hard-knocks education in street smarts. In the late eighties, this education allowed me to found the Jim Rose Circus, touring the planet non-stop for fifteen years. During this odyssey of the odd, I became part of a living eclectic encyclopedia. |
Street Scams...
Short Change
The hustler goes up to the cashier and hands her
a 10 dollar bill for a pack of gum. Right when she
gets the change out of the register, he reaches into
his pocket and says: “I have the right change for the
gum.” He puts the change on the counter and says:
”Keep the ten I gave you and my change that you
have in your hand and give me back a twenty.”
If there is a line behind the hustler, or if the
cashier is distracted at all, the hustler usually walks
out with ten dollars profit.
The Oopsy
This is a short change technique used by crooked
cashiers in a wide variety of businesses. It works well
especially in a bar. A man pays for his drink with a
10 or 20 dollar bill. The crooked bartender gives him
the change with some coins and one dollar bills. He
counts them in front of the customer, straightening
the bills by tapping them on the bar, then he places
them in a neat pile in front him.
Now, the customer either puts the money in his
pocket right away, since he’s seen it counted, and is
sure the amount is accurate, or leaves it on the bar
for future drinks.
What actually happens is the customer is being
robbed right before his eyes without knowing it.
Secret: While tapping the money on the bar to
straighten the bills the bartender secretly drops one
on his side of the bar, which he picks up later. If the
drinker notices, the bartender says ”oops,” and returns
the bill apologizing as if it were an accident.
A Dog Called Unlucky
A stranger shows up at a bar with a nice looking
dog. He informs the bartender that the dog is a rare
breed. He says he is in town for an important meeting
and offers the bartender twenty dollars to watch
his dog for two hours. Before leaving, the stranger
reminds the bartender how valuable the dog is and
to take good care of it.
A little later, another stranger comes in and shows
great interest in the dog, and asks the bartender if he
can buy it. The bartender refuses, telling him that the
dog is not for sale. The stranger keeps insisting and
offers 600 dollars. He tells him that he will come back
in two hours to see if a deal can be worked out.
After the stranger leaves, the dog’s owner comes
back with a story about a horrible business meeting
and now he’s broke. The bartender, recalling the 600
dollar offer, sees a way to make a profit and offers
money for the dog. The stranger refuses, saying it is
too valuable and can’t accept the offer. But the bartender
insists anyway, until the dog owner agrees to
sell the dog for 300 dollars. The dog owner takes the
money and meets up with his partner, “the stranger,”
a few blocks away to split the money. The bartender
ends up with a 300 dollar mutt.
So if a bartender does “The Oopsy” to you, get
him back with “A Dog Called Unlucky”!
The Ring Sting
Bill drives up to a gas station, dressed in his
Sunday best. After paying for two dollars worth of
gas and using the restroom, he comes out whelping
about how somewhere on the lot he lost his wife’s
diamond ring that he was going to get repaired. He
frantically gets the gas station attendant to help him
look all over the place for it. After a thorough and
frustrating search, he leaves his phone number along
with an offer of a $400 reward for its return.
Fifteen minutes later Fred walks up, dressed like
a bum, and asks to use the restroom. He then walks
up to the gas station attendant with a diamond
ring in his hand and says: “Look what I found by
the can, I bet it’s worth 200 dollars. Do you want
to buy it?”
In most cases the attendant remembers the 400
dollar reward and heads straight to the cash register
to get the 50% investment.
By the time he figures out that the ring is a six
dollar Woolworth special and the phone number is to
a pay phone down the street, they are long gone.
Alerts
People tend to drive more slowly in alleys.
Hustlers know this and often sneak out of the bushes
while you’re driving by to smack your car loudly
and fall to the ground screaming in agony. When
you stop to help they demand cash angrily for their
injury.
It’s their alley and their neighborhood. It’s safer
just to pay the fifty dollars and leave, than to get
into a fight.
Ladies, when you park your car and go in to
exercise or shop, someone may be watching. He
will pop the hood and disconnect a wire. When you
come out and can’t start the car, he will come up
and offer some help. After tinkering around under
the hood he will say: “This usually costs about a
hundred and fifty dollars to fix, but let me get my
screwdriver and see what I can do.”
After acting like a lot of work is being done he
will tell you to try and start the engine. This will
put you behind the wheel and unable to see how
easy it is to pop the connector back on. When the
car starts he will try to get twenty dollars for his
time or a date or both.
Another unscrupulous way that the slime meet
girls is by running secretarial help wanted ads with
very high pay and stating “must be able to travel.”
It’s the travel part that lets them know you are probably
single.
Three Penny Smack
The drunk acts surly. He offers to flip pennies for
a drink. The two “evens” have to buy the “odd” a
drink. While the drunk isn’t looking, the hustler tells
the victim: ”This guy is so drunk, he doesn’t know
what’s going on. You flip first, the drunk second and
I’ll flip third. It doesn’t matter what I flip because
he’s too drunk to see. So I’ll call whatever is needed
for one of us to win. Let’s have some fun with this
guy and get some free drinks.”
Of course the fake drunk is conveniently out of
ear shot while his partner is telling the victim how
to win. The drunk loses along with the victim, so
they pitch into buying the hustler his drink.
While the drunk goes into the bathroom as
planned, the hustler says to the victim: “See how
easy it was?” and gives him his money back. When
the drunk returns, he pulls out a wad of cash and
challenges them to a bet. The hustler whispers to the
victim that they will split the winnings. Sure enough,
the hustler is the “odd” man. The drunk and the
victim pay up. The hustler winks at the victim and
motions for them to go outside.
Just when they start to split the money, the drunk
walks out and says: ”Hey you two are con men.
You cheated me out of my money. I’m going to call
the police.” The hustler says: “No, no, don’t call the
cops, we just met at the same time you walked up.”
The drunk: “Well then, you walk on out of here,
and I will stay with your friend for a few minutes
to make sure.” The hustler agrees and whispers to
the victim that he will be back in thirty minutes to
split the money with him.
The drunk walking out at the perfect time is the
“blow off.” The “blow off” is used to give the guy
with the money the time to get away. The story ends
when the fake drunk meets up with the hustler to
split the victim’s money.
As with most cons, the mark thought he saw an
opportunity for easy cash but instead he got cheated.
There is some truth in the old saying: ”You can’t
cheat an honest man.”
Bon Appétit!
Ever been really hungry for steak and lobster, but
didn’t think you could afford it? Some people never
worry about money. They don’t dine and dash unless
there’s an open window in the bathroom. They are
far more clever and have a plan.
For example: The hustler sits down, eats dinner
and gets the check. When no one is looking,
he puts the check in his pocket, stands up and acts
like he sees something on the floor. He bends over
and “finds” a ring under his table. He goes to the
people sitting closest and says: “I just found this ring
under my table. I’m going to give it to the manager
in case someone comes back to claim it. I’m going to
point where I found it. When you see me pointing
to you, just wave so he knows the area where the
ring was found.”
The hustler secretly puts the ring back into his
pocket and walks up to the host. He talks for a
minute about the weather or something, and says:
“Those nice people are picking up my check.” When
he points to the people who were sitting by him,
they wave back. Then the con artist walks out with
a free dinner in his stomach.
This next “belly buster” takes two people. The first
person walks in to a Denny’s, sits at the counter and
orders a steak dinner. A few minutes later his friend
walks in and sits next to him and orders a cup of
coffee. They act like they don’t know each other.
When no one is looking, they switch checks. The
person who ate the steak dinner takes the coffee check
to the cashier, pays for it and walks out. After he
has had enough time to get away, the coffee drinker
turns his steak dinner check over and complains that
all he had was coffee. He refuses to pay for a steak
dinner he did not eat. The two hustlers meet up later
and go to another restaurant and reverse the roles
so they can both have a free meal.
It’s in the Mail
To some these methods are too troublesome. They
prefer going to the post office to pick up their free
goods instead. First, they write down the customer
service addresses of all the products they use. Then
they send complaint letters to each of them. It’s usually
standard practice for the companies to settle the
grievance by sending a free coupon to replace the
faulty product.
Homeless and Rich
It’s painfully obvious that most panhandlers are
destitute and living the existence of our nightmares:
derelicts, addicts, or victims of horrible luck barely
scraping by. Their only moments of peace are their
nightly naps in the gutter. These poor souls should
be helped as much as possible. Unfortunately, a lot of
well intended donations get into the wrong hands.
A good panhandler can make six figures. One sure
way is to have a female partner. He then approaches
people with a hard luck story connected with his
new bride who is now two months pregnant.
Another old trick they use is to rub globs of vaseline
in their eye lashes and act blind. The New York
police call them “blinkies.”
Keep the Receipt
The hustler goes to a dry cleaning establishment.
When the cleaner turns his head, he reaches over
the counter and steals his receipt book. Once outside
he writes, “$19.95 Stain Removal Sweater,” on
a receipt.
He then goes to a restaurant with a story about his
wife who had been in a week ago. She got mustard
on her new sweater, and the waitress told her to get
it cleaned and bring back the receipt. He acts embarrassed
because his wife is making him do this.
Since the receipt is under twenty dollars, they usually
give him the money. Hustlers have been known
to scam as many as five restaurants an hour.
Be sure to read more of "Jim Rose Circus Scam, Fraud, Rip Off, and Con Artists Beware" in next month's Punk Globe Magazine...
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