Hallelujah, It IS a Scam
I know I am not the sharpest pencil in the drawer, or the brightest bulb on the porch, and a few bricks shy of a load. However, my philosophy is simple, if you know what you are not, then you can soon figure out what you really are.
If somebody can’t con me, they can’t con anybody. I admit that I am naïve about many things. A Girl Scout needs only smile, wink her brown eyes at me and I will buy all the cookies she has.
My problem is, I have a hard time believing anyone would lie to me. Why would someone lie in the first place? What does lying get you?
An incident happened this past week that sucked me into that whirlpool of naivety.
I received an email from somebody who wanted to give me a lot of money. It seems this woman was recently widowed and her husband was very wealthy and she wanted to give money to some charity. Would I be interested in receiving money?
Well, when it comes to money you do have my interest.
Immediately I printed this email out and brought it to show the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage. Now, if anybody can con her, they can con everybody. She can spot a lie three generations back.
She read the email and then looked at me with one of those “stares” and said, “You do know that this is a scam?”
“But,” I said rather hesitatingly, “what if it isn’t a scam? What if it’s real? What have I got to lose?”
“You mean,” she said rather sarcastically, “besides your mind?”
It was at that moment I had an overwhelming urge to prove finally that she did not know everything. When I follow through with this and get all that money in our bank, I will have a laughing party heard around the world at her expense.
If somebody can’t con me, they can’t con anybody. I admit that I am naïve about many things. A Girl Scout needs only smile, wink her brown eyes at me and I will buy all the cookies she has.
My problem is, I have a hard time believing anyone would lie to me. Why would someone lie in the first place? What does lying get you?
An incident happened this past week that sucked me into that whirlpool of naivety.
I received an email from somebody who wanted to give me a lot of money. It seems this woman was recently widowed and her husband was very wealthy and she wanted to give money to some charity. Would I be interested in receiving money?
Well, when it comes to money you do have my interest.
Immediately I printed this email out and brought it to show the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage. Now, if anybody can con her, they can con everybody. She can spot a lie three generations back.
She read the email and then looked at me with one of those “stares” and said, “You do know that this is a scam?”
“But,” I said rather hesitatingly, “what if it isn’t a scam? What if it’s real? What have I got to lose?”
“You mean,” she said rather sarcastically, “besides your mind?”
It was at that moment I had an overwhelming urge to prove finally that she did not know everything. When I follow through with this and get all that money in our bank, I will have a laughing party heard around the world at her expense.
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