About Me
About Meit's a trust thing...
so I met this total stranger on fb. we start talking a little bit. she tells me about her life. long story short she's got some problems... and I feel for her, since how she describes her life reminds me of my family...
SO... she said that her dad has lots of money, someplace and plans to donate most of it. BUT in order to GET that.. she needs to be married, so it'll go to her & her husband.. I'm sorry.. it would be nice to have money like that... but not something that I'd want to do... so something else, she said that give her my name/address and she'll send me a check and I cash it for her and somehow I'm supposed to get the money to her. I'm just sittin here thinkin about the internet security guy that sits in the next cubicle over from me at work (if your standing next to him, he'll cover up his keyboard as he's typing his password... (sigh)). telling me about the whole nigeria scam, and hearing over the radio about the craigslist check scam. and I'm not even counting the fact that it's the internet and you don't REALLY kno who's on the other side. if they're lying, or telling the truth, or even of the same gender as they claim to be. I'm sorry but I would never ask a stranger to do that for me. I need to trust the person.
there were lots of suspicious things to the matter too. just vague answers to questions, being evasive. different styles of typing. conflicting information.
I know I'm being gullible and stupid... but I feel bad... I always have this one quote in my head... "live as tho the world is as it should be, to show it what it can be." when I first noticed that line. it blew me away. and ever since, it's how I strive to live my life. I've been conflicted between helping and worried about the negative consequences if it's a scam. don't worry. I'm not going to go through w/ it. somehow it just gnaws at my conscience that I have the ability to help, but I chose not to.
I kno what my sister and lynn would say to me right about now. I can hear them now telling me how gullible I am...
Mood: is it wrong to feel bad?