No Dice!
Try as I might, in my seven decades – most of which were lived in New York City of all places – I can’t remember being the victim of any shady deals or crooked schemes.
I never shot craps in Vegas nor have I even been to Foxwoods.
I was never conned in a dark alley by a guy playing Three Card Monte, although I once had my wallet stolen and thousands of dollars were withdrawn from my bank account. But even before the crook was caught, the bank made good down to the last penny.
We once left an expensive camera in a London taxi and got it back. And I once bought a car from a used car dealer and it ran perfectly for years just like he said it would.
So you’d think I’d be grateful for all my good fortune, but this week’s prompt is Hacks and Scams and now I have nothing to write, dammit!
– Dana Susan Lehrman
Dana Susan LehrmanThis retired librarian loves big city bustle and cozy country weekends, friends and family, good books and theatre, movies and jazz, travel, tennis, Yankee baseball, and writing about life as she sees it on her blog World Thru Brown Eyes!
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You are lucky, indeed!
Thanx Betsy, must be the luck of the Irish – oh wait a minute, I’m Jewish!
Dana, you are one lucky woman. What’s your secret?
Dunno! Or maybe as Suzy opines, I don’t check my junk folder often enough!
But seriously, I guess the trick is don’t respond to anything that looks sketchy or too good to be true!
I bet you have received plenty of scam emails and don’t even know it. Have you checked your spam folder lately?
You’re probably right Suzy! Maybe ignorance is bliss!
Lucky you, Dana. My sweetheart has a habit of dropping things or leaving them in places, and he must have a guardian angel, because everything has been recovered except the times his wallet was stolen (Barcelona) or dropped (Amsterdam). I, on the other hand, reached to get produce in my local store and my wallet was gone in a split second. Now, wherever I shop, it’s on my body.
Yep, my husband too.
I’d like to safety-pin his gloves to his coat-cuffs like we do with little kids’ mittens if he’d let me!
Wow, Dana. Hey, by the way, I’ve got a nice bridge over the East River I could let you go for a sweet price. Or how about an iron tower in Paris. I hear the French are broke and need to sell it for scrap metal.
Actually I cross the RFK pretty often, so it may pay to buy it if they’ll waive my tolls!