That is me in my car above.
A car apparently worth concocting a story to try and steal.
So earlier this week I was driving home from the office.
North bound on Ashland Avenue.
This has happened to me before.
This time the guy started talking like we were old friends.
He said that he couldn’t believe he was seeing one of his customers in person outside the shop.
He said he worked on my car.
He said worked in the service center where I bought my car.
The guy said his name was George.
He was excessively friendly for this entire interaction.
Then he started telling me to pull over so he could give me his card.
I kept trying to wave him off without being a dick.
Then at the light he asked how I got the ding in my door.
I said I had an appointment to get to and just sped off.
The entire interaction was bizarre and just felt off to me.
I definitely didn’t remember him.
I do feel like I remember the service guys who worked on my car.
Now, obviously I was extra weirded out.
I texted a friend of mine who works for CPD.
Not a bad tactic by the bad guys.
Break down a barrier.
Make people think they know you and then take everything you could.
Wouldn’t want any of our people to fall victim to this scheme.
Other, nice people, might feel compelled to pull over.
Now you know that you shouldn’t.
Have a good weekend.
Be safe out there.
