Maggie / margret aka trouble
I haven't posted much but I have benefited from the stories of others, Sooo, I figured I would share my Margaret story for everyone's amusement. I had picked her up years ago and she got me for the usual cash and dash. Yada yada yada. Usual story. I didn't realize how BAD she was or had gotten until after reading other's stories on here. Here's my story, it happened a few months ago.
So, I'm cruising down Highway Ave and see something blonde down one of the side streets that has a seasonal name... I turn in to find out it's Margaret (argggh). She comes up to the car and tries to get in but I have the doors locked, but the window cracked about 3" to talk. I'm looking for someone else who also stays (stayed) on that street. She says she just needs to make $10. I say NO! And start to drive off, but she has wedged her elbow into the window crack and is acting like I'm dragging her down the street with her arm caught.
I stop so she can get it out, and she begins to tell me a sob story about needing $1 for cat food. I start scrounging some change for her, just to get her out of my hair, and while I'm not looking she reaches in, unlocks the door, and then jumps in...Now she demands $5 for her to get out of the car or she'll report me for solicitation of prostitution. Pffft. I say "Fuck You, get the Fuck out!
I remembered an old post where a monger in a similar situation threatened to drive to the police station, so that is what I did. I told her I was going to drive her to the Mini sub station off Highway across from the Public School Building Book Depository. She called my bluff and said, well then let's go. I started driving to the station but before I get there, there are 2 squad cars parked on Highway ave stopping traffic for the 30 + teachers that are crossing the street to get school supplies. She points out the cops demanding that I go there. I do not see any winning scenarios in my head involving multiple cops, middle aged school teachers, and a crazy lying prostitute.
OK. Plan B, Before I get to the cops I turn in on a side street, go up far enough out of view and screaming distance, reach over and open the door, rotated my body and lift my legs to literally kick her out and say "GET THE FUCK OUT!" She screams at me not to touch her, changes her expression from "P.S.ycho from hell" to "sad puppy dog look" and says as she's getting out of the car "your cute.
Seeing her expressions change reminded me of Gollum turning into Smeagal from Lord of the Rings. There once was something human there, but it has been consumed by the desire to posses the object of her obsession.