What we learned from being scammed

We need a new fence, it has finally succumbed to the Scottish winter storms. So money saved up. Time to find a fence building company.

Enter interference from dyslexia and ADHD and OH contacted the wrong guy, not the one with the five star reviews, address and phone number on the profile, but one with a similar company name. First contacts were good. Polite, fast to respond all good. So OH didn’t pick up on it.

Asks for money for material, no unusual for small local businesses, there is a lot of fence, hence a lot of material, hence a lot of money, and small businesses cannot always lay out that kind of money. Promise was made to show up on a Monday.

After money was send OH realised it was the wrong guy and had a funny feeling. Monday came round and the excuses started:

  • car broken
    • This next to funeral is his favourite excuse
  • Tuesday and eventually Wednesday came and no material. Chris Martin, Hamilton, Scotland (also goes by Martin Chris, Tam Anderson, The Fence Guy, Fence Man, CM Fencing) seems to be a professional fraudster and con-artist. After the broken car came the:
  • family emergency
  • family funeral
    • according to the countless times he used this excuse he must have
      • a: had a massive family and
      • b: they are now all dead
  • mental health issues
    • are not an excuse–ever! They can be an explanation but that’s not what he is doing, he uses various issues he may or may not have (I am honestly not buying it, I believe he is a sociopath, after spending time reading his public Facebook posts)
    • Also he does not give a dime about anyone else’s mental health and the devastation he is causing
  • drug addiction
    • he keeps forgetting which one he is allegedly addicted to, according to various people we spoke to: It’s all of them.
    • again, it’s not the excuse he thinks it is
    • if (and that is a big “IF”) this is true I do hope he gets the help he needs
    • effectively he has yet to demonstrate actual remorse: not the grandstanding in public hoping he gets a lesser sentence stuff
  • he threatened one of the victims we spoke to that his uncle who works in the police station in Hamilton would become involved because he didn’t like their attitude (we have the screenshot of this conversation)
    • They were ‘really cheeky’ and wanted their money back
    • And that threat alone is criminal!
  • he kept sending taunting text messages to another victim, we have been told basically going: hahaha I got your money
    • so much for regrets, and being sorry
    • and another tick in my: I believe he is a sociopath box
  • he called my OH stupid for having fallen for his con
    • again no empathy, no understanding of impact of his actions or wrong doing: sociopath?
  • OH has gone public and dozens of people have come forward
    • since then Chris Martin (Hamilton, Scotland) has run scared and randomly started putting envelops with cash through people’s letter boxes
  • mind you we have to assume that the money he gives to some of his victims is money he conned off someone else
    • after all he got over £3000 from OH only a week ago
    • Where is all that money gone?
  • he also becomes extremely aggressive if you do not play along to his “woe is me I am so poor and have mental health” stick
    • at which point he starts calling you names, threatens you, or makes fun of you
  • he films himself putting cash into envelops which he is putting in people’s letter boxes! 🤦‍♀️ (I kid you not, we have the evidence!)

Anyway, here is the problem with the “sending random cash to some of the victims” act (and by no means all of them!). I am translating this into a metaphor since Chris Martin (Hamilton, Scotland) still entirely lacks the understanding that
a: he has done something wrong and
b: how much damage, not just financially he has caused.

So here is the metaphor:
Imagine a random guy intentionally breaks someone’s leg. Then when the victim complaints, random guy goes and knocks over someone who is wearing a leg cast, stealing the cast. Proceeds to take a part (not even all of it) of the leg cast and sticks it onto the broken leg. But that’s not all! No he is filming himself sticking the bit of leg cast onto the leg he intentionally broke and then expects everyone to “aw” and coo and say what a good boy he is.

That’s basically his mindset. Absofuckinglutely no comprehension whatsoever of what he has done, no guilt, no remorse. Nada!

Oh yes of course when he thinks he is in trouble he will do the “woe is me act” and if you still say you want your money back he then gets aggressive and says: I don’t know what you want from me I apologised. (He literally has said that to OH.)

So here is the learning.

  • If you have an attention or reading comprehension issue. Ask someone to double check your sources for you! Before you book a company.
    • Mind you considering how many wrong orders I place (ADHD Hooray!) probably do this for most significant purchases.
  • If a company only has a Facebook page: no address, no phone number, no customer ratings: Avoid. Avoid. Avoid.
    • These are basically the new post-box scams.
  • If a small business cannot afford to pay for material. Ask them to provide you a quote for material they need, and offer a list of potential suppliers. Then buy the material yourself.
    • Do not trust a single supplier source because they could be working together.
    • And if then the company turns out to be a scam and no show you at least already have the material and not lost out. (That was our mistake. Too busy to take care of this.)

Con Artist 5: final installment

I am despicable
But I believe to be an eagle amongst pigeons
I am a lying thief
But I believe I am a lion leading
I am a sad excuse for a human being
And I make fun of people who I have conned

If cornered like a street dog
I bite
I squirm
I whine
I say it’s mental health
I say it’s drugs
I say it’s anxiety
I try to pull each card I can think off
To get away with fraud and keep living my dream of being a billionaire

That was the last of the con artist series it’s all with the police now. Statement for court is written. Anxiety attack still there but under control. Back to focussing on positive poetry again.


Con Artist 4: A free writing exercise

Random purging
Writing into empty space
Words emerge
From a cluster of emotions
Swirling unchecked
Churning stomach
Spiralling thoughts
Something still emerges
That resembles sense
Of kind
In there
Is thirst for revenge
Avenger angel is my spirit animal
Flaming sword my weapon
Anxiety creeps up my spine
Like an angry snake
Uncoiling in my stomach
ADHD means extreme sense of justice
And hyper–focus
Add cPTSD get emotional disregulation on steroids
So I make, write, create, draw, punch sandbags, lift iron
He, him, street dog
Flee ridden rat
Not the brightest candle on the birthday cake
Will be snuffed out
Law of attraction
You can also send things
I send back
I walk the ancient path
My gods are not nice
They are fair

Chris Martin, Hamilton, Scotland

Con Artist 3

Gibberish as if drunk
Late night texts
Tail between legs
Scared as fuck
Out of luck

His house has no mirrors
Lest he sees himself
But there are posters of lions
An odd tiger on the shelf

Likes to dream big
Billionaire is his flick
Alas he is lazy
So his plans are hazy
Fraud was an easy path

There are posters, too
Of muscle cars
If only his body knew
What muscles are
—or balls for that matter

But he thinks he is better
Than anyone else
Hence the tiger on shelf
He lives the conman dream
He secretly cackles
However, I know. We will see him in shackles.

Con Artist 2

“I am untouchable.”
He brags
Dunning-Kruger Effect
He doesn’t know
Damocles’ Sword
Hangs over him

He whines
Like a flea ridden street dog
When he thinks he’s in trouble
But quickly again
Gains confidence
Forgotten his alleged:
– mental health issues
– family funerals (his family is dead they all died apparently according to his statistic)
– family emergency
– broken car
– clients not paying him (this is why he is just taking your money duh!)
– drug addiction (he almost forgot to mention)

As he attacks
Before his teeny tiny tail
Goes between his legs again
As he goes to sleep
Dreaming of being a lion

Con Artist

Conman galore
Social Media

Marking time
Angling for victims
Ripping off
Thinking he has a good thing going
Intend on being rich
Never dreamt of being caught


If you want to keep up to date with latest developments on Christ Martin, Lanarkshire, Scotland (aka Fence Guy, aka Fence Man, aka CM Fencing, aka professional victim to hide his con) follow on IG.

How are you?

I am
Scintillating between rage and relentless optimism
Rage against:

Spending too much energy on fruitless anger
Nothing to come off it but exhaustion

Drawing from deep within:
Make the light stick!


Not sure if this is still part of the poem or not ….

Stop being offended for the sake of satisfying self-righteousness
Your anger is not strength
It is fear compressed into tunnel vision
Strength is the ability to listen
To challenge your own worldview
To understand that the other
Holds as much worth as you

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