I was delivering takeout in a foreign country when a spoiled brat who thought being young meant he could do whatever he wanted teamed up with a homeless man who seemed eager to go to jail to extort me. The two of them snatched my food, smashed my scooter, and accused me of assaulting them. In the end, though, they got into a street fight over fifty yuan and sent themselves away.
"Fifteen? You think I'm some beggar?" The boy held my takeout and grinned happily.
I'd already been negotiating with him for almost five minutes. The amount had gone from five to ten, then from ten to fifteen. If I went any higher, I'd lose the entire delivery fee.
"So how much do you want?"
"I want you to get down on your knees." I...
