Last week we focused on "Click Fraud,""Shocking News Scams," and Emotional Extortion Scams. Now for my final blog on internet scams we start off with "Free Stuff!" You know what these are, the gift exchanges, free coupons, trips, free I-Phone, free likes, followers and gift cards. These scenarios usually take advantage of big brand names like Starbucks, Victoria's Secret, McDonalds or Coke. The cyber scammer propagates the con by having you click on the likes, share, or tag a friend to follow. Then voila, they have all your information, and a virus on your computer usually follows.
Not only that you can get spam emails that claimed you have won millions of dollars for a lottery or a prize in some competition. In order to receive the prize, they prompt you to send some personal ID information, plus a small fee to the post office. Easy Money doesn't exist! These are usually bogus offers that claim to help start making you thousands of dollars. They require some sort of nominal fee to get you started.
Fake Antivirus Software, We have all seen these messages pop up on our cell phones or home computers at least once or twice. "You have been infected, Download Antivirus X right now! to protect your computer! Many of these popups look legit but beware, if you click on it, this may contain a Trojan virus or a key logger.
Travel Scams are likely to appear in the hot summer months or just before winter for Xmas or New Years day. You receive an email containing an amazing offer for an extraordinary hard to get to destination (exotic locale). However this offer will expire in a short period and it can't be missed. Beware of these offersas they have necessary costs associated with them, that has to paid for the initial offer. Other cyber criminals simply take your money without sending you anywhere too. Look for the hidden costs like airport taxes, access ticket fees for local attractions, meals included or not, local transportation fares going to the airport or the hotel room, and main attraction clauses your going to, such as they can only be used on certain days and times.
Binary Trading Option Companies are one of the worst cyber scams out on the internet today. These sleaze ball companies pray upon the elderly as well as the poor people. Surprisingly there are over 350 binary option brokers that you can open up an account with, as little as $250.00 Most are dishonest brokers who manipulate prices or won't let you withdraw your winnings. It is very important to choose a legitimate broker before investing too. If you want to avoid being taken, you need to sign up for scam investigation alerts, newsletters from legitimate companies, try before you buy, get risk free trading, and choose a regulated Binary Options Broker. Just ask your credit card company their opinion on Binary Options Trading, because overall their opinions will alarm you! A good many of these companies are located over seas or in third world companies too, so it is virtually impossible to get a hold of them, if you want your money back. Generally, they are unregulated, which means basically no recourse of action for the investor.
The bottom line in all these scams, is one element that keeps coming up, there are no get rich quick schemes out there! If it's too good to be true, then it probably is! Do you homework before you give away your hard earned money and you will be financially better for it,in the end okay?
So now it's back to part-3 of my little con-job on an unsuspecting fare. Again I would like to reiterate, that was who I was in the 80's not who I am now....Have a great week!
This excerpt page was taken out of my soon to be published book "Temporary Satisfaction."
Nice day? I questioned, “I had a fricken great day” I exclaimed, and now I walk out that store with everybody looking at me in puzzlement.
I got in my cab and started up the car and just put my foot all the way to the floor, with the brake still on. As I released it, and shifted into gear, I smoked those tires so bad, you would have thought I was in a drag race. Not only could they smell the acrid taste of burned rubber up their nostrils but a loud screaming sound of tires meeting pavement was heard. In spite of everything, I was overtired, giddy, had a sore back but I didn’t care at that point. I needed to get back to Peace River as fast as I possibly could as I had been missing now for 36 hours! I knew the cab company would have called the cops as it was their policy, if a driver hadn’t checked in, and I certainly hadn’t. All they knew was, I had picked up a drunken Indian in Peace River a day ago, and that’s all they had to go on. I’m sure they would be thinking the worst had happened to me, and who could blame them. It’s absolutely amazing how I never got stopped for speeding that day, as I made it from Edmonton to Peace River in just over three hours. I guess if you’re driving a consistent 125 miles per hour that would be possible, but it was also dangerous and stupid, when I look back on that. All I can say, is the “Cab Gods” must have really been looking after me, because at the speed I was driving I should have been killed.
Anyways, I turned on my 2-way radio and eavesdropped on the conversation going on the airwaves that morning.
To my surprise, the conversation was about me, and it didn’t sound very joyous either.
One driver in , stated “Oh Cory the Rose, you know he was a bit crazy, you never knew what the hell he was going to do next, or who he would pick up, but all in all, he was a really good guy right?
Another driver, I didn’t recognize his voice, just agreed with what he had said. It was like a fricken eulogy as each driver chimed in, one by one and said his two sense about me.
If you’re wondering who was “Cory the Rose” they were referring to, that was the nickname given to me, and yes I will get to that story about how I acquired it, shortly.
After all the memorial sentiments were said about me, I waited for my moment, when the radio was silent. Dead quiet now, nobody had anything more to say about me, finally. I am just waiting for the perfect moment to strike!
Now I click on the receiver, I said“Car 43... Clear, Three, Five, Zero, Zero, Zero, Peace River to Edmonton Out!”
You literally could have heard a pin drop as the radio was hushed but still no one said one word. Some moments in your life stick with you forever, and that was definitely my crowning moment of glory at that time.
In the end of it all, I had to call the Peace River RCMP to let them know I was alive and safe. Being suspended by the cab company for three days wasn’t that bad either, as I just cashed those two cheques at the next business day, waiting anxiously for them to clear. Now, to my absolute surprise they did clear, and I was a little richer for my true efforts.
So how did I get my nickname “Cory the Rose” driving cab of all things, you ask?
Well at that time, “Cory Hart, the Pop Singer” had just released another huge hit on the radio called “Never Surrender.” As it was, I used to pick up this full figured young woman, Rae-Lynn at the bar on Friday and Saturday nights and drive her back to her place. This little “Sweetie” of a gal’s story was that her last boyfriend had dumped her as she had put on weight and said he wasn’t attractive to her anymore. If truth be told, she was kind of chunky, although she did have a real beautiful complexion, with deep-set blue eyes. But rather large breasts! I can honestly say, I have never gone for just looks, it’s the inside of a person that makes them more attractive to me, and thus we became “FWB's after that first cab ride.
Oddly enough, Rae-Lynn would always put a fresh red rose on the dash of my cab the next morning, after we spent a night together. That was her way of thanking me, for giving her untold pleasures. Thus a nick name was created for me by her, as a black leathered individual, who had dark brown spiked and cut short hair; sported a dangly earring in his left ear and always wore dark sunglasses. I totally emulated Cory Hart’s persona at that time, whether it was deliberate or I just looked that way, I really don’t recall. In fact, many cab-drivers would always comment on my pop star looks and that lone red rose, that was always sitting on the front of my dash, just below my rear view mirror.
I was definitely having my cake and eating it too, as I would sleep with Rae-Lynn after my shift was finished at around three-am. Nevertheless, I had to do my solemn duty as a good boyfriend, so I would go back to the apartment to satisfy Terri in the bedroom as well. She never questioned my whereabouts as she knew I drove cab and the long hours I had to keep, so it was a perfect situation.
Peace River was a small town back then and Terri’s co-workers were beginning to talk to her about my sordid affairs.To make matters even worse, my Malibu was now acting up, and repairs were starting to get expensive with it. Moreover, I was going through my thirteenth starter on it and I had to replace the headers a second time. Reluctantly I came to the inevitable conclusion that I would have to sell my prized possession car.
Furthermore, there were now quite a few young women that were approaching Terri at the Saan’s Store with stories of me spending time with them. It was becoming a rather desperate situation and I knew I had to come up with something real quick so I came up with a crazy idea to move to Edmonton. “The City of Champions” as it was called, and because I had recently been there, I really liked the scenery and the layout of the city. What’s more is that I have always been a hockey fan, and they had the Edmonton Oilers that played in the National Hockey League. I had decided I was going to become an Oiler’s fan due to the fact they had this young very skilled hockey player on their team, named Wayne Gretzky
I had also made a new pact with myself to remain faithful and true to our relationship there, as I felt I had sown enough of my wild oats to last a lifetime. I had gone through a mind-boggling 17 jobs and slept with over a dozen women in that dam town in just over a year. I mean I thought “Enough was enough right?”
So what stupid thing in October of 1986 did I do to prove my undying love to Terri, well we got engaged of course?
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