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When the scariest man in town is arrested for murder, only one lawyer is willing to represent him. And a well-mannered kid becomes a first-class hustler through an ancient carnie tradition. Snap Judgment presents, “Dirty Work.” Amazing stories from real people who roll up their sleeves and get down to it STORIES Crossing Guard Blues When Glynn becomes a crossing guard, it isn't all it's cracked up to be. Produced by Pat Mesiti-Miller The Writing is on the Wall When the scariest man in town is arrested for murder, only one lawyer is willing to represent him. Produced by Joe Rosenberg, original score by Renzo Gorrio The Indiana Bust-Out A well-mannered math kid becomes a first-class hustler through an ancient carnie tradition. Thank you, Pete, for sharing your story with us! Check out Pete’s book, Eyeing the Flash: The Making of a Carnival Con Artist Produced by Davey Kim, original score by Leon Morimoto and Davey Kim Snap Classic: Season 6 - Episode 30

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Okay, so this is the story about Trent. Trent Lee only with great fans there and elaborates him to figure out how much we can first play of school. Big assuming the mother purpose room and the principal himself steps forward and says he's looking for a new crop of young heroes. Tell us that school crossing guards ensure the safety of our community and our 40 great respected admiration.

Who the first challenge? I am. And all of us with our hands and air were taken in front and suddenly presented an orange vest. They whisked us from the room until it's all across the streets.

We used a pin instead of our vest that reached crossing guard. Now listen, finally, we're hand out posting silence. Mine was far away at the outset of the fetch of the school territory that I don't learn from the vest that men have spent. But, boy, they helped them across the street.

And that's an apparent center where you show up. I hold out my hand and exercise of raw power and it's snacking around with those ears and props to how he will be able to ever try that again. That's an honor. So I wait and I wait and there's just one kid.

One kid who needs a crossing guard. Gerald, snap nose second grader. So I walk the field, geric off the street. And that's it.

So Jerry, I gotta stay in there for 35 minutes. Those are the rules, all right. I've got no problem with that, but it's in this year. There are two seasons.

And almost with it, it's a typical count. But I told the gym comes with my number. The entire state is unbelievable. A lot of the stand there.

Like an idiot. There's a little Jerry who most of the time never shows up. This mother drives him to school and I hear his car comfortable. So he doesn't get his little easy.

He's usually cold. I hate Jerry. Hey, his mother, I hate the person who's in the oven. One night, when the cold is next, every court gets me, I know that school's in the cancel.

The next morning, and so the awesome, it would be cruel. And humane is in case I'm too ice-borne. I better never smile on my face. Telling out of thought, I'm going to have eye-finding out of bed.

Next morning, turn on TV and watch in horror as they list every single day. The school is in the area except for mine. It's a common out there that they folks stay in the order of your hands. I'm supposed to go out and wait in the blizzard for little Jerry, who 99% chances in the car with his mother drinking hot chocolate?

No. No. I can't do it. I just can't.

So I hide out for a little while. Just hide out. One and sneak into school with an orange vest on like a sop. And yeah.

Now for the first bell, snap nose little Jerry Winers ain't crying. Nobody but there to help you across the street. The principal's only. They're an actual duty and someone could have been seriously injured and you have to apologize.

This Jerry's mother makes sure to drive her pride and join every day after that saves a dirty look from me. The next year, when a new principal gives the same speech about how he's looking for a new crop of young heroes. I can't believe I raised my hair. I don't know.

I figure maybe I can respect that as earth. Today's got to be in my seat in PPR. Dirty work. Making social real people, doing the job nobody wants to do.

My name is from Washington, please. Bring some hot chocolate for your crossing guard. Just listen. It's not that.

So now for my first piece I want you to know that first, if you're not comfortable with things like all top secrets or historical works, historical things,aku isn't practical to me. That's said I strongly encourage you to speak with us in a good side. Our guest's name is half the coolest name of anyone we've ever had in this show. It's not pretty because it's a joke or something where addiction here.

The town ofAH MOGA is your classic dinosaur in Altar, and that's what we all want here to stay on the Board of NC. He was the sixth state senator. And in 1996, I lost by landslide, race for the United States Congress. I was the first Democrat since the Civil War to lose this district.

And I lost every county. So I said my goodbyes gave my concession speech for media. Basically saw everybody out, thank them. I locked up the campaign office on the end of the block of this old historic blocking wringle.

And I was walking back to my vehicle when I heard this voice that was coming from a schlong shuttered, zenith television repair shop. And it said, you got to beat it. And the voice from the shadows belonged to Alvin Ridley. Alvin Ridley had been a tea re-reparman in town for all of my childhood.

But the place had been shuttered and explicably in the early 1980s. And everybody said he just kind of lost his mind. He probably was there that night posting some of the misives on the inside of the glass that he always did, accusing the local government of running always customers off. He had allegedly threatened people's lives when they had crossed him.

And he had become more and more reclusive. His house was frightening looking. It was boarded up. The once open porch had been closed in with keep out and no trespassing.

And the feeling of neighbors and children was that he was the boogeyman. It didn't scare me, but it continued walking. I didn't think I've had any more. And then October 4th, 1997 happened.

I went into town, and people were excitedly talking about. There was a dead woman found it crazy Alvin Ridley's place. People just didn't know if this was a rotting corpse or skeletal remains. Or the last thing on anybody's mind was a freshly dead woman, which is what it was.

So when that word came out, everybody was saying, well, who is that? Who's missing? And then the wave of information came out that he says it's his wife. Did you know the other way?

No. It was a shock. I had no knowledge that he had a wife. Nobody that regularly interacted with him, knew that he had a wife.

The deceased name was Virginia. And records confirmed that he hadn't been married to Alvin for many years. But beyond that, no way can matter. Where'd you been all this time?

What should you do me? Where'd the point perhaps? What an Alvin been doing. Probably the thing that kind of made everybody suspicious from the beginning was that Alvin did not behave like you would expect someone to behave if you woke up in Foundry's house and bed with you dead.

This is Timmy Barnes. She was the editor of a little paper back in 1997. And she says that there wasn't much solid information at first. But it wasn't as we learned about Alvin's behavior on the day of her day's death.

It didn't look good. The conversation that he had with the 911 operator, he was very flat. It was very much my wife had dead. There was no emotion.

You got nothing. Alvin could be authorities that Virginia died from an athletic seizure. But definitely, I love seeing him correctly rare this day. So Alvin's story isn't true.

He's the corner of the middle of the exam. And when the coroner got to the house, he didn't want to live in the house, which of course made them think of what you had in. Well, they found family of his wife and had them come identify the body. And they told a story that Alvin really had been holding their loved one against her will since approximately 1968.

Virginia family had dragged multiple times over the years of the year. But Alvin always told them that she didn't want to be bothered. You can go to her own father's funeral. They had hard time believing that.

That's it every well-snow. And the story was that he kept her in a basement only let her out when he was home, but then just decided to kill her. So if you wanted to paint a grim picture, you got that picture very plainly. Now they had not charged him yet.

So he was walking about free. And so just a matter of days after that news came out, I started running into him. And in the exact same spot every day. And the second day, I remember he just cast a look at me.

And not to say back and kept going. And I started realizing that he was my design, that he was waiting on me. And so Monday or Tuesday of the next week, just as a kind of test, I just stopped in my tracks. And I said, how are you doing this really?

And he screwed his mouth up and looked almost like a child that had his feelings hurt. And started crying out, he's lashing out. I was already rambling about long list of reasons. And seriously, he raised my dad as the town he was sure it was out to you.

Was it the suspicions around his wife's death, which is the final straw? He said, oh yeah, and they're saying that I held her for ransom. And then I killed her. Well, the first thing I got about mine was just what I had been through with my campaign because this was a town who had completely rejected me.

And I said, I know exactly how you feel. And I think it just was kind of a joke for me, but it just kind of hit him as somebody who was connecting with him. And so he thought he could talk to me. I was like, I'm talking, it started with him clearly in crying that Alvin wasn't just on interest of that year, he had it aware.

And where in the past, I would have been very wary that Alvin really was guilty. How was this going to affect my politics? Suddenly with a vengeance, I didn't care. I almost wanted to represent him to get back at the town of the head, rejected me.

So I said, if you want me to help you, we've got to meet. When Alvin was arrested for his murder, everyone surprised. We're crying out on the record, and then we're going to be hearing, we'll take him out on bail. Of course, everybody's pointing at whispering and talking about him and seeing me with him.

They're once they're representative and failed congressional candidates started another wave of whispers. And the rumors were so prevalent that Alvin had kept his wife hostage. They weren't even saying allegedly. They were saying, did he kill her after keeping her hostage for 30 years?

Meanwhile, the only person who was really came to Alvin was crying. And the guy wasn't sure what to think. He was 56 years old, and he looked much older. I don't think anybody would choose to have the life that he had.

He always was wearing clothes that were old. He always did keep his hair combed well, and he was always shaved, which I thought was interesting, since he didn't have running water in his home. So he had a bit of pride about him. But he was starting to fall apart.

He started wearing this neck brace. It was like one of these colors that people who fake car accidents wear. It was a pacifier in a way. It allowed him to look pitiful and feel pitiful at the same time.

But this one was so old and sweaty and brown that it really just reached. Finally, I said, Alvin, do me a favor. Before we go to court, I want you to go down to the truck stop, shower, take you some clean clothes. Because it's really getting hard to sit next to you, buddy.

Well, I was working at my office that night, and a skunk was in my air conditioning duct. And it sprayed up where I visibly saw spray. It settled on all of the files of the case. It got on me.

And I go to court the next day, and Alvin really gets to say to me, I don't know if I can sit next to you. And it was a realization that sometimes we can't help our circumstances. We're cracking it up with a lot of actors, but Alvin like this. One's Robin was somehow managed to turn the tables on him.

In a fun way. But Alvin really seemed threatening to crack him. If anything, he just seemed confused and scared. Congress.

And then finally, I got this to say to him, he's got to be packet. And this is when I first saw the autopsy. Before we crack him, there was an album that had been obsessed with trying to get the state not to form an autopsy. And I'm a cracker like a DUI.

It was some pretty damning stuff. The medical examiner looked at a body that was a delicate, small, framed woman of about 49 years old, with particular images around her eyes and mouth, which are indicative in cases of asphyxiation. What did that say to you, I can't claim? Well, you know, I knew that bad things happened to good people.

I didn't know if it was possible that they had had a fight. I kept, I tried to keep my mind open, but I felt like he had probably done it. That he was grieving terribly over it. And, but it was when I thought.

Compounding that was his about his home. The company was by same house, the old two-mouth signs and four-dupl windows. And I'd been asking to get in his home for months with a camera and he just wouldn't let me. He was acting so strange not letting me in.

So here we were a couple of weeks before a potential murder trial. And I had nothing, I had nothing as an offense. Then there was a matter of jury selection. It's very hard to pick a jury in a small town for somebody like Alvin Ridley.

Almost all of them, do you him by reputation? Almost all of them had heard about the case. So that was a huge thing to overcome. And I was not completely confident with the jury that we got.

I honest the goodness never in a million years thought I would be pick on the jury. Never. I mean, it was a joke for me even to be here. This is Kimberly Barnes again, the journalist.

She just happened to be called for jury selection that day. But of course, she'd been covering Alvin's case. In those quarters, you know, you have no medical advice. It's not to get you kicked out of the jury pool.

And I was like, okay, yeah, I'll go down there. I'll go down there and I'll go like, my 40 bucks. And they will dismiss me and say, yeah, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, I'll say you go at home. Yeah, that didn't go so good.

Apparently that's not enough to get you off the jury. And she got on and I thought, now how was this really going to work? Did you like, do we run to go on the case by this way? Oh, it was not just me.

I had a judge tell me, well, everybody's saying you two deserve each other. And so it was another, another potential failure in the making. When snap done, the dirty work episode returns, the trial of Alvin Riddle, don't miss a moment. Tap that dirty work episode, stay tuned.

Welcome back to snap done. The dirty work episode, and with this, snap is we're on the play the second part of the two parts story on the murder trial, Alvin Riddle. If you're just joining us on the radio, stop now. Take this opportunity to subscribe to our podcast and listen to part one, but you're listening to these words the second time because you took my advice, you know, maybe a decision, or a job of a burden.

Take it to me. In hindsight, it's easy to see that the crime post and have maybe terrible mistake. One shouldn't go out of one's way except the scariest man in town on murder charge. But he had, and now the crime was beginning to suspect that one just was right, and he and Alvin deserve each other.

Just before the resection, he had found two key pieces of sculptory evidence. Turned out, then another autopsy, someone who had died from no black seizure, demonstrated that such a seizure could produce a kind of a secret hemorrhaging, or an eyes and mouth, kind of a Virginia. That was sport on the version of events. But for the crackin', it wasn't enough.

It mitigated toward reasonable doubt. And that's the only way I thought about it right there. Because I still had that nagging doubt. Why would the woman not want to get out and see her family?

Why would she not want to go to her father's funeral? What is going on with this mystery woman? And here's his own lawyer, begging to get in that house, and he keeps putting me off. Well, thanksgiving king.

And toward the end of Thanksgiving dinner, my parents said, we want to package up some food, and we want you to take it to Mr. Ridley. Well, that's the last place I wanted to go. Oh, thanksgiving.

But without calling him or anything, I drove back to his house, and I've got a couple grocery bags, and he comes to the door and opens it, and I said, Alvin, my folks wanted you to have some food for Thanksgiving. He looked at the bags, and he looked at me, and he said, wait just a minute. He closed the door. And I can hear him inside like he's talking to somebody.

And then he comes and opens the door, and I get to go into this very, very strange place. The first door is a closed-in porch, and it was not a pleasant place to be. There was a lot of vermin and a lot of just odor, but when you turn to the right, you go into basically the main room of the house. I can't see anything well, because the whole room is dark and illuminated by like a single red, large Christmas light bulb.

But then a regular bulb comes on. And right there in front of me, along one whole wall, and part of another wall, there's always this stuff. And it was just about every type of paper or cardboard that you can imagine that anything that could bear ink. And it was attached to the wall in every way you could attach such to a wall.

The cardboard that heavy or stuff was nailed, stapled, the paper was taped. And when the crack of the closely, you'd see that every item was covered from top to bottom and ready. And it was all done in this very unique hand. And I said, Alvin, what is this?

And he said, over January. Virginia has something that's not uncommon in patients with that lucky type of graphia. In Pell Church, right now, in everything that she possibly could right down. She got the condition for decades.

And from the tens of thousands of documents, I found something from just about every month of 27 years. She talked about the moon landings. There's a poem. There's a funny reference to something going on in town.

She wrote three US presidents. The most interesting thing was that she had written a proposed script for the TV show, Unsolved Mysteries. And I couldn't believe it. I said, Alvin, I gotta have this.

The problem was, Alvin said, you can't have any of this. It's all I've got left over. And so I had to compromise with it. On first day of the trial, Alvin Cracken walked in the courtroom.

Everyone noticed the same thing. That was got these suitcases. It looked like they were from 1954, and we were all wondering what was in the suitcases. And at one point, the suitcases sitting open.

And you see, McCracken kind of reach over with his foot and kind of start stomping. And that foot keeps stepping out further and further away from the desk. And he's stomping roaches. Hi, cockroaches crawling all over me.

I had to be on constant watch. They were crawling on our table. They were crawling up my tie. They were about to drive us crazy.

Of course, the jurors also are sitting there just cracking up. Because we know what was crawling out of those suitcases next. But when he opened them up, what they were, were a Virginia's testimony. And the jurors were leaning forward, spellbound, because here is the mystery woman that no one knew existed, speaking out from the dead.

Whether it was in the back of an envelope or a grocery receipt, the answers were there. This whole thing of, you know, he kept her locked up in a way from her family. One note, because she had written that her family was now out. All of her writings were out of the Virginia, out of the Virginia, out of the Virginia.

So she was choosing to be there. The Iranians, Virginia's playing touch and every bench outside is a rap website. She's always been painfully shy and a great sphere was going on public and then having an athletic fit. And in one of the five bibles that she filled up the margins with her own writing, on a date in 1977, she wrote, I've stopped taking my medicine today.

God has told me he's going to take care of me from here on. And she lived 20 years, not Medicaid. And that of course set her up for the classic sudden death and epilepsy case. The same kind of sudden death and epilepsy that brings the same to key language around the eyes and mouth.

The medical examiner had interpreted his assigned of strangulation. And what was happening is the better things happened. We started getting a little following in the courthouse. And one of my lawyer friends, he came up and said, you've got this thing one, just as long as you keep out and really off the stand.

And I just said, yeah, that's the plan. There's no way I'm going to play the same. And of course that's when I sent Alvin to lunch. And Jesus appeared to him in a vision during lunch and told him he had to testify.

We surprised when Alvin came. Florida. And you kind of saw McCracken when Alvin was going to the stand. This look on his face like, well, it's all done with now.

And I was very frightened that something was going to come up that I wasn't expecting. Alvin had done enough strange things. And what made it more frightened for me was that this man is innocent. I didn't know what to think.

I wasn't convinced that the prosecution had made their case that, yes, he had done these things that he was accused of. But we're all capable. I was still sitting on that fence. But when Alvin took the stand, I remember somebody asking, did you have children?

Or why didn't you have children? And his response was very sad. And no, we were never blessed. So what you got was Virginia with his whole world.

And as we were waiting for the jury, he got very quiet. And I saw the concern on his face because any sentence of just about any length without him would have been like a death sentence. I didn't know if I'd done enough. I didn't know if I could do enough.

And as I stood in the corner of the courtroom with a window and facing out, I realized that I was not only praying with him. But that I had my arm around him tight. Shoulder shoulder. I didn't smell him.

Nothing about him bothered me at that moment. We had been through a war together. And then the court court lets the judge know that the jury has a verdict. And you just would have to hear his voice just as booming in the superior court for the County of Katoos, State of Georgia, Grand Election number 98CR 836, State of Georgia versus Avenue, June Ridley.

And all this buildup and you're quaking in your seat. Bird it. We either jury find the defendant. Count one, not guilty.

Count two, not guilty. Count three, not guilty. The courtroom erupted. Macracken probably about fell out his chair and Alvin started crying.

I truly don't think he believed that he was gonna come back and not guilty. And then we walked together out on the courthouse steps, which was a special place for me because that's where I had accepted my first election. That's where I conceded my last defeat in politics and being without it on those steps was the best of all of those times. For Virginia's family, the court house also has a special name.

They were the last place that they were anyone else that's included in public, 17 years before. Joe, I have one more thing that I've left out. Throughout the case, I would get frustrated with him. And I would ask him, I would say, why did you stop me?

Why were you constantly making sure we were running at each other? And why did you pick me? And he would always say, I'll tell you one day. But that was such a classic put off from Alvin.

I didn't think anything of it. And then at the very end of the trial, we're in office. And I just, you know, I guess I just said, thank you. This is a special thing for me to be a part of.

And I said, why are you told me you're going to tell me one day why you picked me? And he said, I'm going to. And he has a VHS cassette. And on it was my name in Virginia's handwriting.

I pop it in the VCR and it is the one televised debate of my congressional race in 1996. And he said, she always liked you. The crackin' postin' continued practice law. I was honestly downtown being old.

Alvin's house, six or six few blocks away. Now, he reached out to Alvin for the story, but he's kind of interesting that he now uses privacy. And then he still loves and misses his wife. It's been 19 years since he passed away.

The original score was at Scoring Scoring by Rinsal Goryo and the pieces were dewced by Joe Rosmer. Now, we'll set up the continues. We're going to use a copy of the candy and be quite popular. It's a big fat tickle.

The artwork episode returns in just a moment. Stay tuned. Welcome back to Snapchat for Dirty Work episode. I'll do the last one today.

Next story, we'll expect the early 60 small town music repeats fit in for the shy math videos. But I'll change. It's senior year in school. Pete was heading out of this every class, geometry, and the unthinkable habit.

Jackie Paul, stick back here, junior, act, I pulled him aside to talk business. He hands me a $20 bill. And at the bottom was his phone number. He says, that's my business card.

How would you like to have more money, more broads, and more booze than you've ever had in your life? And got to took me back as I hadn't had much of any of it. Nine, nine, eight. Listen, Pete, I want you and you on me.

You know what I'm starting to last biggest now? I've seen him in my basement. Are you with me? After a pause where a lot of stuff was going through my head, I said, yes.

You see, Pete idolized Jackie. He may not have completely trusted him, but he had a girlfriend, drove it under bird, and now maybe he could pay some of that too. Then the meeting ends, he says, wait a minute. I'm low on business cards.

Could you give me that one back and I'll return it to your later course being the $20 bill that he gave me. I gave it to him. Never got it back. After school and Jackie's basement, Jackie would shrink Pete in the art of the con.

Jackie's parents managed traveling carnival and Jackie ran the games. So he showed Pete his marked blackjack cards, loaded dice, a month, I craft table, and Pete soaked it up. Opening night, they start trickling in early on by midnight, it was just packed. Everybody was there.

The football players, all the cool kids, wouldn't have anything to do with me before. And supplying them the free drinks, I was on the other side of the table. They never came up with a former lives. That was just, wow, all I gotta do is stand there and take in the money.

Like the jocks, oh boy, I love taking their money. But other people that I've been friendly with, I felt guilty about taking the money from them. But a business is a business, right? And they were pulling in hundreds of dollars a night.

Also for Pete, the best part of the casino, came after the casino, when they would just be normal guys and hang out. We watched monster movies, we joke about them, which of course we thought the jokes we were making were the best ever. Jackie had a couple of kim ball machines. One of them didn't work, he opened it up and was filled with girly magazines.

So we browsed through those. What brought us through together is we both had a wound. Jackie, his mother, would yell at him from the moment he walked into the moment he left. His father never said a word to Jackie or anyone else or his wife.

On the other hand, my father was not my mother was for many years. And we bounded over that even though we never spoke of it. The relationship I had with Jackie was we were best friends. And it seemed like he considered it the same way.

Then one day, a week before graduation, Jackie came to me and said, like the casino was over, we're done. And I said, why? We're doing really well. I said, you know what, this is good, but I got something better.

You know that I work on the carnival. I want you to come along with me, and I'm wanting to do it. This time, I didn't have any kind of qualms about it. What's the matter?

Yes. So after graduation, the boys hit the road with the carnival. And the peat, it felt like freedom. What I enjoyed most about being a carnival was the atmosphere.

All the colored lights at night, smells of cotton candy, shrieking rides, each of which had its own music system. And it all kind of melded together into some sort of sensory overload. So I had that adrenaline rush every day. As hard as it is to believe, I was like a visiting rock star.

Girls would come up to you just because you were a carnival. They were in for all of our young people. It was exciting that the celebrity actually went on the day with them. Plus, that was being paid $25 a day, very, very respectable for the time.

Jackie also showed peat how to run the games. Like the duck pond and the cat rap, and every booth peat man was rigged. Like in the cat rap, the game where you knock down the cats with a ball. Well, peat controlled the cats with a secret letter by his split.

They're excited by the fact that they're almost winning this big prize. They don't pay attention to anything. Nobody in the whole history of the time I was doing this ever figured it out. At first, I had a few qualms about it, but then I would be able to impress the person who was important to me.

And so, to be honest, it didn't bother me. After each day, everything off customers, the boys would hang out in Jackie's search trailer and counter-dope. Then Jackie would take peat to the local town and introduce them to the world of the senses. I had my first to sit down out of the hall with him.

I started smoking cigarettes, put them in my mouth and put them into the smoke. Good music, all of the most found artists. I had my first sexual involvement with a, with a lady of the night. So it wasn't romantic, but at least I got that out of the way.

Everything was going fine. Until one of the veteran parties talked to me and he asked me to go down by a couple of six packs and he'd take me back and I said, I don't have the money to buy the six packs. So you gotta be kidding me. The game you're working on should be rolling in the money.

And I said, no, I'm only making $25 a day on this. And he said, no, you're supposed to be getting 10% of the total take every day. 10%, that would be like hundreds of dollars. Wait, are you kidding me?

I'm Jackie's buddy. Of course he's kidding me. And he says, no. The guy who said the veteran car needs to deal with that is we age.

Oh, you hold out the amount of money is warranted from working that game. It was an eye opener. I was still buddies and Jackie was still getting along great. But I started h-owning no more in no less than 10% of the money.

At first I felt guilty about h-owning, which was weird because here I am essentially stealing money from the people who walk down the midway. But I felt guilty about doing it with a friend of mine. Eventually I just couldn't h-own anymore. So I went up to Jackie and told him, I knew what was going on.

And he said, Pete, I got a business here. I really can't afford to pay you the full amount right now. For one thing, because I don't have the cash flow. And secondly, you're a new guy.

I'm giving you the opportunity to do this. So how about this as an alternative? I'll pay you the correct percentage. But I will give you the fair percentage when the season is done.

It's going to be like you're in bonus. So you know, he's been my buddy and I said, okay fine. You're in bonus, that's good. Over the summer, Pete became the top dog party.

Jackie's right and left hand man. But there was still a fine appointment. And that was that Jackie promised that he was going to give me this bonus at the end of the summer. So on the second last day of summer, Pete hosted a kickback as Motel room with Jackie and some guys, including a car and he went by fireman.

There, he finally asked Jackie, what about my bonus? The fireman speaks for his name. Nobody ever gives somebody a bonus at any day or that's much of a money. And I said, come on, Jackie, you know what we talked about?

You know, this and Jackie said, you know, he just won't respond. Here we go, I realize, okay, there isn't going to be any bonus at the end of the year. This has been all about to crap. Finally, after a long back and forth, we settled on something that I had never heard of before.

The Indiana bust out. The Indiana bust out isn't ancient car need to be shown. Over the course of one day, the boys would go head to head in every booth using every car need to take up their sleeve. The polling customers and get that money.

The bet was double or nothing. The fireman would total up their earnings at the end. And if Jackie won, Pete got nothing. But if Pete won, Pete would get the bonus.

Double. It was hard to sleep at night. And I woke up in the following morning to shower, but I'm not cool to suit. Jackie and Pete lined up at the first booth to begin the bust out while the other car needs to bet.

And with the ring of the cow belt, the Indiana bust out was on. Hey, you forgot you're going to be going on. You just need to stop firing, wait a minute. Don't wait, don't wait.

Don't wait, wait a minute. I'm sweating. At the corner of the eye, it seems like he's doing better than me. There were some of the games that I had never worked before.

We weren't doing this. I'm reviewing the art of the relationship from the first time that we met to the casino to him helping me out. And then you learned that he was screwing me. That I wondered, had we ever read even friends?

Or was I simply a really good employee? Usually I don't think we've ever tried before. I quit. You just came back and I thought it was a long time.

It was a long time. It was a long time. It was a long time. So that's it.

We're done. We walked over Jackie's trailer. We bring out some drinks. It took a long while to count the money.

Then finally, the fireman says, OK, here you go. Jackie, you brought in 2,183 bucks. Wow, that's a lot. Fireman, for instance, means, OK, Pete, I hate to tell you this.

But you won 2, you won 2, 500 in 86. You win. What? Because he started out with I hate to tell you this.

I didn't press. I had won. Jackie was tick off. He took off.

It was quite a moment because I had just beaten him. But I had a little bit of secret. I had paid the fireman ahead of time to miscount me into winning more money than Jackie. And I was just like, I'm not going to get 100% car anyway.

Jackie never thought of that. So you are the true car. You won. For the first time, that summer, Jackie and I didn't get together in his air stream.

And this was the last day. So Pete packed it this stuff and rolled out. He wrote his motorcycle to the air spot throughout the drink. And that's when he saw Jackie.

I couldn't believe it. I don't know what's going to happen when I go over to him. But I decided, I like how to do it. He looked at me and he says, man, you did well.

I thought it wouldn't be close. I had kind of a winners remorse that I'd beaten the only guy that I looked up to him. Jackie says, I have to be honest with you. You know, we never talked about our feelings, but I had it with this kind of business.

I was raised in the tip of my mom tried to make me a profit center from practically the day that I came out of her womb for which she never stopped blaming me. I grew up not trusting anyone. Everybody I knew was a puke who was out to take you for anything they could. This is the kind of environment I grew up in.

And I don't want to be in that. I want normal. I'm going to business school and leave this all behind. That was kind of stunning.

You know, he never really been open with me in that way before. Then he says to me, you know what? I always knew that you were stealing money from me. Don't worry about it.

If you knew, why didn't you fire me? He says, you know, all the guys, every kind of goes up. People because you would feel guilt. I was right.

You were relatively honest. You stole less from me than the other guy. So it kind of even though I had mixed feelings about it. On one hand, he was acknowledging that I was relatively honest.

But then on the other hand, there was kind of a rupture there. I had learned everything I could from Jackie. And he had gotten what he needed out of me, which maybe a friend or quasi friend. So we said our goodbyes at that point.

I rode my motorcycle off. And it was like I was walking off into the, I didn't know whether it was a sunset or a sunrise. Thank you Pete Finn. Appreciate this list now.

Now, after that, so much. He's been in his traveling car while I'm in business school. To learn more about being a first class hotster, check out Pete's book. I'm the Flash, the making of carnival con artists, but I'm like, on our website, snap, snap, that orange.

Real sound is not as bad as you know. On our website, we have my motorcycle in an attic car. Just like the mirror, he's in traffic here. And this is not the news.

No way, it's in effect. Run away, join the circus magician. Get dumped under water, wrapped in chains with amazing state finale. Hold to realize you have a sick key in a dresser.

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