 Before mass telemarketing technology and before computers and cell phones, you could meet a person and possibly get some clues that maybe he or she was a scam artist, like the one that classic comedian Jack Benny would encounter at the racetrack, or in this case, at a restaurant at the racetrack. And I'll seat you at number one. Table number one, thank you. Hey, bud. Huh? You gonna eat here? Yeah. What table? Table one. Uh-uh. Take number nine. Why? What's wrong with table one? Bad position. It's on the rails.