So, David got back to me;
Attn: Tim McSweeney,
Greetings to you this day and i hope all is welll. I have read your last email and the content is well understood by me. As regards the content of your last email,if you feel you want to call me on the phone,there is no problem with that. My telephone number is in my last email.
However, i do understand the fact that you said you dont feel comfortable to send down your details. I will want you to know that sending your details to my email address is the only way i can receive your details.. I just want to confirm your details to cross check from Mr. Krugger will/testament if you are the real beneficiary of the funds. I want you to know that i dont need your details for any other thing and i will appreciate you to be rest assured that nothing will happen to your details.
Hence,i will appreciate you to go ahead and send me your details as soon as you receive this email so that we can proceed with this transaction.
I await your prompt response.
Yours in Service,
BARRISTER DAVID SMITH.
Some decent points there, but he's still fairly adamant that I send my details. I can tell by the frequency with which he uses the word 'details'. Seven by my count. After reading this email, a few friends warned me against it, certain that it was a scam. I must say I wasn't entirely sure, so I played it safe;
Hi David,
Thanks for getting back to me so swiftly. I can see you are a man who is dedicated to his role, and I appreciate your hard work so far in trying to get me my inheritance.
I don't think a phone call will be necessary. Besides, work are a bit funny about us using the phones in the office for personal calls.
However, I'm still a little unsure about sending my details. Personally, I can see you are a stand up individual and my dealings with you so far have given me no reason to be suspicious. But its my friends David, they are a cynical bunch! They keep telling me that this is just another one of those 'email scams'.
As I said, I don't think for a moment they're right in their assumptions. But they did try to warn me about something similar to this before, and I ended up in a Moroccan jail for three weeks, being forced to weave baskets by a man called Yousef. Thank God for the British Embassy, that's all I can say.
Is there not ANY other way we can do this? I see you're based in London. I'm actually travelling to London in the next few days. Maybe I could pop in and say hello? Or we could go for a pint in your local? You strike me as a real ale man.
Cheers
Tim
Did Dave get back to me? Am I now a millionaire? Does he drink real ale? Find out in tomorrow's thrilling installment.
PS I had to go to an all day works course today, on a Saturday. Hopefully, this will explain why I am a mental wreck, and in turn the poor quality of this post. Sorry.
2 comments:
Poor quality,it's absolutely riveting...but the next installment will have to wait until after a forecast thunderstorm somewhere to the west of Shanghai (I could really swear but I know you don't hold with that sort of behaviour).
this is hilarious...
great stuff tim.
Dann
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