Things Are Not Always What They Seem To Be
I had this strange experience some time ago day. There was this nice chap I met in the local pub. Pretty average look, way above average alcohol consumption. You know the type.
All was fine and dandy until my girlfriend saw the tattoo on his arm, it was the infamous five point convict tattoo (alone between four walls). Now the story becomes weird. My girlfriend got me aside and almost hysterical began yelling that the guy could very well be a murderer and that she will never come again with me into the pub. This really caught me with my pants down as I was blissfully peaceful and slightly drunk (ok, very drunk:-).
This put me into a real awkward position. Strategy time. I began asking the chap about his life in the most subtle way possible. Needless to say my girlfriend blew it all over with something like “Oh my God! You are a convict. You sick, sad murderer!”. At this point the chap retreated and covered his tattoo, than he explained the whole thing. He had some troubles in his youth with the IRS, when he tried to set up a High Yield Investment Program (HYIP).
The rest of the night went smoothly enough with no more incidents and a lot
of booze, but a few days ago I saw that guy’s picture in a newspaper, he had
robbed a liquor store. I guess I should always follow my girlfriend’s intuition.