I woke up this morning, drove straight to the bank to make some deposits and than thinking that the new Errol Flynn box set came out yesterday, drove downtown to pick it up. I was at a red light when this fairly good looking, well groomed middle aged man in a 2005 Rendezvous rolled down his window and asked me a question in Italian. I don't speak much Italian and had trouble understanding what he was saying so I assumed he was asking for directions. He signaled and jestered for to pull over to the side of the road for a second. I pulled up beside him at the corner of the block and he jogged over to my window chuckling that he thought I was Italian because of I guess the way I was dressed and my long hair and stubble. He only spoke french and I saw that his backseat was loaded with bags and luggage. I had trouble making out exactly what he was saying but he mentioned he was from Milan and handed me this business card and said that he was in town for the weekend for an Armani convention or something and asked if I like nice clothes, suits, etc. I said sure and than he started telling me something about how he had some samples for the upcoming Spring collection in his backseat from the convention that he doesnt want to bring back through customs for a reason I forget but made sense at the time and asked if I wanted them. I of course told him I did and he asked if I'd be willing to just give him like half the cost of one of the jackets... there was a really nice shearling one that I agreed to pay $400. I don't know why the hell I said that because I really didn't need any new clothes nor would I normally ever have bought clothes off some stranger on the street out of the back of a car... but the way this guy presented the situation, it seemed honest. He definitely didn't look like a scheister and he certainly looked respectable as I said before, he was well dressed. He was definitely European and spoke Italian quite well. I was just caught off guard cause it was such a random thing to happen. I never expected it and the guy didn't make it seem like he was flagging me down to sell me shit either. Anyways, I paid him and didn't even really bother to inspect the clothes other than looking over two of the jackets fairly quickly becuase I didn't plan to wear them... I figured I'd sell them on Ebay and make a few hundred bucks. Well, immediately after exchanging the money/goods I got a feeling in the pit of my stomach like wtf did I just do and that's when it hit me that I just spent $400 on designer clothes from some stranger on the street, pretty damn sketchy. At least I wasn't totally stupid - As I drove off I pulled up alongside his car and jotted down his license number and I sort of realized at this point I think, that I'd been taken. I sped straight over to Les Court Montreal which is a fancy upscale shopping mall and ran into the Armani store where I'm friendly with the owner. I didn't even have to tell him what happened, the second I walked in with the bag of clothes, he said "Oh no... you didn't buy this from some Italian guy who said he had to go to that airport, bla bla..". Apparently it's a gang in Montreal that's been hitting everybody. I was too stupid to even check the merchandise which was worth less than $10. I drove straight to a nearby police station to file a report but it was pretty obvious they weren't about to put an all-points bulletin out on this dude. I was so mad, I spent the next hour driving around the area, and sure enough... about 3 blocks from where it happned, I saw a tan Rendezvous parked at the side of the road! I pulled a tight U-turn and paralelled behind the guy halfway onto the sidewalk to block him in and called 911. It took the cops 3 HOURS to arrive on scene! The entire time I spent pacing around the guy's car with clenched fists. They ran his license and basically told me that there was nothing that they could do unless they had the guy on scene. I waited. and waited. I was already an hour and twenty minutes late for work thanks to the efficiency of the police. I finally got really frustrated and decided to drive back to the station where I filed the report to confirm the license plate with the car parked where I was, just to be 100% so that I could either try and persuade another cop to do something more or figure out what to do on my own. I went back and astonishingly enough, they didnt even have my report on file! The guy who started filling it out never actually processed it so they couldnt access it to get any info. It took us 20 minutes to fiugure this out. I left and drove back to the scene, only to find out that the car was now gone! The guy must have been watching me from a nearby building and waited for me to leave, so now the guy got away clean with my money! Best of all... I come home to find a message on my answering machine from work telling me not to bother coming in tomorow. Soo... I went out to buy the Errol Flynn box set which apparently isn't even released until next week, ended up getting scammed out of $400 for some junk clothes, waited around all afternoon for the police only to than have the guy get away after leaving the scene for 15 minutes, and got fired from work to top it off. Plus I still haven't eaten anything since yesterday at lunch time because I was running around all this horrible day! I feel like shooting myself in the face.