For the past couple of months I have won a popularity contest, or so it seems. New friends, business colleagues, offers of jobs and money, money, money are being thrust at me.
Because I’m special, or so it seems.
My new email pal, “Oliver Miller”, is offering hundreds of free spins if I click on his gambling website. Another generous soul, “Sam”, informs me that there is a fortune waiting for me and all I have to do, apparently, is tell him which bank to lodge it with.
“Vanessa” has a $500 voucher for me from Woolworths and a $200 voucher from Bunnings. Of course, Woolworths and Bunnings have never heard of these offers. I had phoned these two companies as well as Coles to let them know about these “prizes.”
What a shock to learn that “Vanessa” was not telling me the truth and here I was thinking that I’m a winner!
These generous email pals had even arranged a mortgage on a new home. And I haven’t even asked for one!
I’ve even got a new job guarantee waiting for me and “Sam” is becoming impatient with me and wondering why I haven’t taken up this offer which “is running out unless I agree immediately”.
“Cory” and “Emily”, “Samuel B” and “Zoe Kent” as well as “Charlotte Jones” are all out there in this wonderful internet world eager to bring joy and happiness to my life.
All I have to do is believe them and let them make my day.