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REPORTS OF MY DEATH HAVE BEEN GREATLY EXAGGERATED
7 November 2010
Those guys from Nigeria or Russia or wherever they are coming from these days are getting more and more clever.
Most people have probably learned that anybody who had a relative who was a high potentate in some African country and needs to get millions of dollars out of some bank and into the United States are not going to cut you in for thousands of dollars in thanks for your giving them access to all of your banking information (though, sadly, some older newebies to the internet still do fall for that scam, I fear).
They came up with a new one within the last few months. You get a message supposedly from a friend of yours (they have your friend's name) saying that s/he has been mugged in some foreign country and all of his/her documents and money has been taken, and they need your help.
The letter I got from my "friend" Mary Briggs (a name I have never heard of before), read:
(In addition to the total grammatical mess that this is, I particularly like that "Mary" is staying at "Hide" Park Gate!)
A friend of mine received a message similar to this, supposedly from a real friend of hers. Fortunately she's intelligent enough to do some checking, but others have heard supposedly from their grandchildren...and what loving grandparent is going to refuse to help their grandchild in trouble?
I don't fall for stuff like this, but I was amused by the latest attempt to get my money, which came today:
I love that Mrs. Waziri is e-mailing me to wish me perfect peace in the afterlife.
Well, I'm sorry, but I truly am alive and well, though I am assuming that if I fail to respond to "my faitfully" Mrs. Waziri in 7 days, she will assume that I am dead and perhaps I won't hear from her ever again.
But perhaps there really is a small fortune waiting for me. In that case, Mr. Gershon Shapiro is welcome to it, as a reward for for creativity, if nothing else. Maybe he can send it to my grandchildren when they are mugged near Hide Park.
Congratulations to Tom and Laurel, who each ran the Santa Barbara marathon in under 5 hours today! Tom beat his time from when he last ran the marathon six years ago (even though he's six years older!)
"Here comes Daddy!"
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Trying to find a place to park at Trader