Sometimes you just have to laugh.
Tuesday at work we had people in our parkling lot selling red roses out of the back of u-haul van. Five dozen for five bucks! You can't buy a dozen from a florist for less than fifty. My boss called the cops, the grifters freaked out, jumped into their van and sped out of our parking lot like extras from the Dukes of Hazzard (mind you the cops had yet to show).
Has our economy gotten so bad that the criminals have resolved to becoming Eliza Doolittle?
Hot Roses... what's next? Dandilions sold from suitcases?
"Right. Let's sort the buyers from the spyers,
the needy from the greedy, and those who trust me from
the ones who don't, because if you can't see value
here today, you're not up here shopping.
You're up here shoplifting....
It's no good standing out there like
one o'clock half-struck. Buy them, you better buy them.
These are not stolen, they just haven't
been paid for, and we can't get them again.
They've changed the bloody locks."
- Bacon from Lock Stock and 2 Smoking Barrels