
About once a month I set a date to go over my finances. This usually involves analysis of four categories:
1. Bills to pay
2. Savings and investments
3. How the kids could make me money, possibly through street busking or pick-pocketry
4. How to trick or guilt people into giving me money
The kids are a wash in category 3 since my ten-year-old, Optimist Prime, is much too ethical to beg or steal and usually convinces me to give money to the people I was trying to hustle, and my seven-year-old, The Fonz, is mostly lacking in ethics, but terrible as a pick-pocket. A good pick-pocket earns a clever nickname like “Fast Hands” or “Lightning Fingers”, but The Fonz’s shaky hands have only earned him the moniker “Spillsy McCereal” because he’s never managed to get more than 50% of his breakfast into his mouth–not the strongest bullet point for a pick-pocket’s resume.
Their failure has forced me to focus on tricking people into giving me money, a part-time job I take seriously because if I do it well I have high hopes it could become my full-time job. I would suggest concentrating on the following methods:
1. Where’s that fifty bucks you owe me?
At the end of every conversation, instead of saying good-bye, I’ve developed the habit of saying, “By the way, where’s that fifty bucks you owe me?” Most of the time my friend or family member replies, “I don’t owe you any money,” but a small percentage, especially those who are getting older and embarrassed about a loss of memory, will assume they’ve forgotten and agree to pay whatever I want.
Don’t limit yourself to conversation, you can also end emails with:
Happy birthday, Mom!
Love Paul
P.S. Where’s that fifty bucks you owe me?
Warning: Make sure you don’t ask this question of people to whom you owe money.
2. Clear your throat and rub your fingers together every time you do someone a favor.
If I open a door for an old woman, after she thanks me I clear my throat, rub my fingers together, and put out my other hand. The recipient of your favor will feel awkward and hand over money just to get rid of you. You probably won’t get more than some loose change or a dollar or a half-eaten sandwich, but if you do this ten times a day it starts to add up to a few dollars and maybe two halves of a sandwich.
I use this money-maker when I bring a neighbor her mail after I’ve finished reading it or when I bring my wife flowers or when I return something I’ve borrowed. Trust me, it adds up.
3. Searching under couch cushions for loose change.
This may not seem lucrative enough to be worth your time, but I’m guessing this is because you’re only thinking of your own couch. Have you considered searching the one-hundred couches at IKEA? And what about visiting all your friends once a month and searching under their cushions?
When I sit down at Todd’s house and he asks me if he can get me a drink, I always request a drink he’s unlikely to have like a Diet Kiwi Strawberry Shasta Cherry Twist. When he says he doesn’t have it, probably because it doesn’t exist, I act really disappointed and remind him how I helped him get fired from his last three jobs, enabling him to pursue his dream of not working, and when he goes out to get the Shasta, this gives me plenty of time to search the cushions for change, also for the occasional Pop-Tart. (Todd eats really unhealthily since his wife left him and he lost all those jobs.)
If you do plan to limit yourself to change from your own couch, be strategic in increasing your take by placing blocks under its front legs, ensuring guests always sit at an inverted angle thereby allowing more change to slip from their pockets.
ADDENDUM: To be completely honest, I’ve been closing with “Hey, where’s that fifty bucks you owe me?” for a decade and no one has paid me a cent, so I’m open to any more lucrative suggestions you may have in the comments below.
lifeintheboomerlane
July 6, 2011
I tried the “Where’s the fifty bucks you owe me” thing, but the person reminded me that I actually owed them fifty bucks. I haven’t touched that line ever since.
The Good Greatsby
July 6, 2011
I suggest always carrying a list of people to whom you owe money. This will help you avoid asking them to return funds as well as helping you to remember who to avoid.
Bearman
July 6, 2011
I can see you hanging out at walmart opening the automatic door and expecting a tip.
The Good Greatsby
July 6, 2011
That’s my evening job from 6 to 11.
m
July 6, 2011
Try a more believable amount, like “Remember that twenty bucks I loaned you, I could really use it back”. or “Remember when you were short for lunch, could I get back that tenner?” desperate try “I’m heading for the vending machine, want to let me have that dollar I you owe me?”
The Good Greatsby
July 6, 2011
If they aren’t convinced by fifty, I’ll definitely try for some smaller amounts.
joehoover
July 6, 2011
Substitute “where’s that fifty bucks you owe me?” for “Give me fifty bucks” and place them in a headlock at the same time. They may not talk to you again though.
The Good Greatsby
July 6, 2011
The fifty bucks will help me move past that friendship.
sportsjim81
July 6, 2011
I like to use the “you get this one and I’ll get next?” on people when we’re out to eat, getting some drinks, or playing a round of golf. This has a very limited scope however as it is imperative that you never get together with that person again in order to avoid having to “get next”. Unless of course your hanging out with the older people you mentioned above, struggling to remember things. If this is the case, you may have struck gold!
The Good Greatsby
July 7, 2011
That’s a great strategy and I feel you really earn your money by having to remember all the names of people you want to avoid.
littleplasticbags
July 6, 2011
Try standing in a supermarket parking lot and volunteer to take peoples’ shopping carts back to the stack and take the change out of the lock.
I’m going to try the “Where’s the 50 bucks that you owe me?” with the bank teller tomorrow!
The Good Greatsby
July 7, 2011
The bank teller certainly seems like someone who should have some money to spare.
Graham Strong
July 6, 2011
This one takes a bit of an investment, both in time and money, but it pays off.
Invite a friend over. Offer to lend them $20. Show them the bill. Be insistent — your priest/rabbi/Heaven’s Gate sponsor told you that you needed to do this to cleanse your conscience. Keep at it until they finally say yes. But just before you give it to him, you distract him and switch it out for a $10 bill. Tell him to quickly stuff it in his pocket before he has a chance to look at it — your wife is coming around the corner and wouldn’t understand. Wink.
Then, as early as the next day, invite him over again and call in the loan. Your wife found out, or you have to loan it out again… I don’t know. Use your own creativity here.
Point is, you’re up ten bucks for what, 30 seconds of work? That’s like $1,200 an hour you’re making there — not bad scratch!
~Graham
The Good Greatsby
July 7, 2011
Great idea. I’ve actually been pulling a similar trick on my kids for years. I tell them I’m giving them $20 as a loan and then I hand them $10 and say the bill is a misprint and should really read $20.
thelifeofjamie
July 6, 2011
How about “Hey- pay me that 50 bucks you owe me or you’ll end up like Todd”…
The Good Greatsby
July 7, 2011
Anyone who knows Todd’s history should be moved by that threat.
theothercoworker
July 6, 2011
Maybe you should aim a little lower…. “Hey, where’s that $49.95 you owe me?”
The Good Greatsby
July 7, 2011
That’s always my follow-up if they deny owing me $50.
Olivia K
July 6, 2011
My daughter lost a tooth at my parents’ house once. Grandpa only had a fifty so he stuck that under her pillow. (At our house, the toothfairy always just pulled the cash out of HER piggy bank.) Perhaps the Fonz has some loose teeth you cold yank.
The Good Greatsby
July 7, 2011
Fifty bucks? Was the tooth made from gold?
Todd Pack
July 6, 2011
It isn’t as much fun as grifting, but have you considered having a yard sale? You probably have several hundred dollars worth of stuff lying around that you don’t use anymore and never will again. Plus, getting rid of that stuff will free up space, so, in a way, it would be like getting a bigger house! In a way.
The Good Greatsby
July 7, 2011
I like your way of looking at it–it’s like I’m getting paid to receive a bigger house.
gardenmad
July 6, 2011
Yea, Todd’s right. My husband and younger son (let’s call him Scrappy-Do) joined in the block’s garage sale a couple of years ago. I left because I hate arguing with people that only want to pay you a dime for something that you’re giving away for a quarter, and are sneaky enough to brow beat the little kids for the deal. Anyway, they made a ton of money. They sold a bunch of my golf clubs and my bike (which was like new, i.e, never ridden). This didn’t bug me so much, but they sold the drink holder for my golf cart that I had just bought for $14.99, for like twenty-five cents. They made a ton of money. Enough to buy a barrel, if they were so inclined.
The Good Greatsby
July 7, 2011
Maybe your drink holder was purchased by someone like me who always asks if he buy something clearly not for sale.
jacquelincangro
July 6, 2011
It’s time to get creative. You could try developing a sad story to go along with # 2. And if you set your story to a bluesy wail that always adds a bit of panache. How about strumming a few chords on a beat-up guitar? This is what the guys on the subway do and it seems reap some dividends.
Laura
July 6, 2011
A yard sale is a great idea. But don’t have your own — just find someone else’s big, crowded yard sale, and then walk up to people and say things like “I can see you’re interested in this $20 item. Since you seem like a nice person, I’ll let you have it for $18”.
Sidney
July 6, 2011
“Spillsy McCereal” may just become my stripper name for this morning…
cooper
July 7, 2011
one of the more lucerative venues was checking payphones for forgotten change. I keep searching my cell phone for the coin return…no luck yet.
justjotter
July 7, 2011
This reminds me of something my grandmother used to tell me when I was little: “Never a borrower nor a lender be.” So much for that. Where is my $50??? Did you lend it to Todd in a pathetic attempt to make up for the fact that you got him fired thrice? What a pal. I mean it though, cough up the Grant. Nice try getting me off the subject.
souldipper
July 7, 2011
Be like the guy in Britain who set up his own parking lot by a museum. Did it for years. Everyone thought some other entity managed the lot. They guy made a fortune over 20 some years and is now happily lounging on some distant beach – anonymously.
Or, you could set up a toll booth at the bottom of your street.
But actually, I think you could do stand up comedy. Yep…there ya go!
limr
July 7, 2011
I could lean on your mom for that money, if you want….Ahem…*rubs fingers together*
reneedavies
July 7, 2011
If you have no shame and you happen to be in a public setting, you might want to try dancing like I do. It’s mostly a puckered-lips face and knees-together-knees-apart kind of dance, while singing Hammer’s “You Can’t Touch This”and insisting your friend pay you $50 or it’ll only get louder.
spilledinkguy
July 7, 2011
I’m a too bit scared to look under my couch cushions.
I’m not sure what all is residing down there, but I’m fairly certain I don’t want any of it escaping! 🙂
ryoko861
July 7, 2011
Idle threats might help:
“Where’s that fifty bucks you owe me, or I’ll shank your ass!”
paigekellerman
July 7, 2011
With your help, I’ve figured out how to pay our water bill, this month…so thank you.
Also, I don’t know if you’ve seen this article, but, as it concerns a certain piece of literature you like, I thought you’d want to read it and be outraged…
http://blogs.suntimes.com/ebert/2011/07/_did_it_seem_to.html
berettaluvz26
July 7, 2011
My favorite nickname for a pickpocket is Master Bates. I giggled all the way through Oliver Twist.
Beth, just being me
July 7, 2011
i just want to know…did you toast the poptarts found in said couch?
Mark Petruska
July 7, 2011
Brilliant. And particularly helpful to me, given that I’m between jobs (and Pop Tarts) myself. And, there just happens to be an IKEA not more than ten miles from my home…
Girly
July 7, 2011
Oh I see… it’s all in the wording… All this time I’ve been saying “Here’s the 50 bucks I owe you”… I can’t believe no one told me I was doing it wrong – I guess they were just being nice.
HoaiPhai
July 7, 2011
I find snazzy hotel lobby sofas to be a goldmine! During the tourist the off-season earning drop off rather sharply so when my wife is in the shower, I sneak into her clothes and shoe room and spray Pam into the pockets of the pants she’s laid out for herself. After she gets dressed and comes downstairs, I give ther the household expenses money and we sit down to discuss what we should have for dinner. When she leaves to do the shopping, I get back the expenses money from my couch! It’s not like I’m earning extra money like a financial wizard such as you, but I am saving just enough to able to buy a Speedo and a box of Nair for Men by August.
educlaytion
July 8, 2011
I’m going to start rubbing my fingers and clearing my throat after I answer student questions during class. They won’t have any money but might produce some drugs that we can sell later.