Last night I was transferring from one bus to another on my way home, and I heard this dude talking on the pay phones there. Before I knew it, he was begging to borrow my phone. Went from a lover’s spat on the pay phone to telling me his mother was dying in the space of a minute, I shit you not. I begged off by telling him that I was having trouble with it, but this was the second time this week that this happened. I don’t particularly like to do that, but I am just wary of complete strangers asking for that —especially when I could see my bus approaching. (Having some dude run off with my phone and missing the bus trying to get it back would be a hell of a thing to deal with.) It’s like, “Why yes, I will certainly let you borrow my brand-new smartphone. Pardon my slow movements. I am still smarting from my fall off the turnip truck.”
Would you have let a random stranger on the street borrow your phone if he approached you with a sob story? Sometimes I think getting a cheap burner flip phone wouldn’t be a half-bad idea, because hey, you never know, they might actually be telling the truth for once….