The Sopranos thread got me thinking about the Mafia. As far as I know I’ve never had any interactions with the Mafia, but I know people who have.
1. My dad had to go to Chicago for business a lot. One trip he came home and said he’d been running late to a meeting with a guy who was “big in trucking”, and he got pulled over for speeding in some little Chicago town. My dad apologized to the guy when he got there and told him why he was late. The guy told him to give him the ticket. That night there was a knock at his hotel room door and a cop was standing there. Turns out it was the chief of police for this town, and he apologized to my dad and tore up the ticket in front of him.
Now, my dad embellished a lot, but most of that was probably true.
2. One of my best friends from high school went to Brown University in Providence, which is a Mob city. As an upperclassman he lived in a apartment off campus. One day he came back from classes, his door had been forced open and everything of value had been stolen. He called his landlord to tell him what happened and say he needed the door fixed. The guy came over and was super pissed and made comments about how that shouldn’t have happened. The next day my friend came back from classes and all of stuff that had been stolen was piled in the middle of his living room.
Clearly his landlord was paying for protection, and thieves had been tracked down.
1. My dad had to go to Chicago for business a lot. One trip he came home and said he’d been running late to a meeting with a guy who was “big in trucking”, and he got pulled over for speeding in some little Chicago town. My dad apologized to the guy when he got there and told him why he was late. The guy told him to give him the ticket. That night there was a knock at his hotel room door and a cop was standing there. Turns out it was the chief of police for this town, and he apologized to my dad and tore up the ticket in front of him.
Now, my dad embellished a lot, but most of that was probably true.
2. One of my best friends from high school went to Brown University in Providence, which is a Mob city. As an upperclassman he lived in a apartment off campus. One day he came back from classes, his door had been forced open and everything of value had been stolen. He called his landlord to tell him what happened and say he needed the door fixed. The guy came over and was super pissed and made comments about how that shouldn’t have happened. The next day my friend came back from classes and all of stuff that had been stolen was piled in the middle of his living room.
Clearly his landlord was paying for protection, and thieves had been tracked down.