And I have proof.
I rent the second bedroom in my condo to this 40-something-year-old lady. A month into living here, her 26-year-old “fiance” (forgive me for being a little sarcastic) (we’ll call him Bob) moved in. The fiance is not the sharpest knife in the drawer…I suppose he’d be more like a spoon.
Anyway, the day before Thanksgiving, I got off work at my normal time, 5:00 pm, and went home to pack my things because my fiance and I were going to celebrate Thanksgiving with his mom, and we would be staying the night at her house. When I got home, I picked up the mail and noticed there was something for Bob. As I walked in the door, he was cooking in the kitchen so I left his mail on the kitchen table.
I went ahead and started packing, doing it quickly and trying not to pack too heavy (I’m a girl and am known to bring multiple changes of clothes for the same day). I passed him in the hallway and he mumbled something like, “Thank you so much…” I was confused. I’d only given him a piece of mail. I tried to hear what he told his girlfriend, and all I heard was something about money. I assumed he’d received a credit card he had applied for.
The next time I went into the kitchen, Bob was there again looking over the letter he’d received. He said proudly, “I’m going to get $3,000!”
“Really? Wow! What are you getting the $3,000 for?”
“Because I paid my taxes on time. I just had to give them $300 and they will deposit $3,000 in my bank account.”
I knew the letter was not from the IRS, so I thought something strange was going on.
He continued, “My mom told me she didn’t think it was a good idea…but I don’t know. It might be a scam.”
“Did you already give them the $300?”
“Yeah, they took it out of my bank account.”
“I hope it’s not a scam. But if it is, oh well.”
“And when are they supposed to deposit the $3,000 in your bank account?”
“48 to 72 hours after they take the $300.”
“And how long ago did they take the money?”
“About a week ago.”
Like I said, a sucker is born every day!