Sometimes NYC chews you up...

Then spits you out!
Today is one of those days for me.
I had a verbal altercation with the tie man (yes, the man who sells ties on the side of the road) when he accused me of stealing two ties.
And so the story goes...
I am on my cell phone with nothing else but my wallet (this will be a key piece of my story) and I choose two ties ($5 each...ten bucks) I give him a twenty and he didn't have change so he went across the street to see if one of his "co-workers" (his words, not mine) had change for a twenty. (By the way, the co-workers he is referring to would be the sunglasses, jewelry, and fake purse guys across the street...I am still standing in plain sight) He comes back, gives me $10 and I stand there waiting for the ties. He said "I gave them to you" I clearly did not have anything in my hand but my cell phone. I said "No sir, you didn't" he proceeded to FREAK OUT and accused me of taking the ties and passing them along to a waiting accomplice.
Now, I may be a new New Yorker, but I am not that new (yes, this was most likely his scam of the day...or so he thought)
After a screaming match, he said I could "go and call the cops" I said in my VERY new york tone "absolutely I will, but I refuse to leave here without $10 and two ties" (thinking to myself, would the cops REALLY side with a man selling ties on the side of the road???) he said "sorry, your not getting them" I said, "well then, you call the cops" I took two ties off the table and walked away.
Did I get the ties I wanted? No...the justice? Yes.