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TIFU by inviting a homeless stranger into my apartment.

I met him a few times digging around for cans. I gave him some of my cans once and a couple of buds. He told me his name was Dave, that he lived in a tent by a mall, and that he had some kids living nearby.

I saw him this morning carrying a big box of stuff. He said it was a special day for him when I greeted him, so I offered to smoke him out. My apartment is really messy and he offered to help clean it out for some money. It seemed like a fair deal and he did a great job. We worked together to clean basically the whole place. He vacuumed and threw away a lot of trash. He did a lot, but I didn’t want to work him on his birthday, so after 2 hours I paid him $100 and gave him a tv I don’t need. We ate some pizza and watched a movie. He even fell asleep a little. When it was over, he said thanks, left his original box of stuff, and left.

I noticed that my wallet was gone about 15 minutes later. The only things left in there are my debit card and drivers license. I cancelled the card right away, so I’m basically just out an ID and cheap wallet. He didn’t steal anything else out of the apartment.

I really just feel dumb. I can’t believe I was stupid enough to believe this guy and I hope he doesn’t try to break in now that he knows where my stuff is.

TL;DR Tried to make a new friend, got burned and lost a wallet.

*Changed the name and some details, I'm not trying to burn the guy back.

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