Nebulous Mooch

Times are economically tough, or at least that’s what I keep hearing. In these lean times, holiday shopping may be stretching the budget a bit. You still want to give Uncle Louie a present, but you can’t really afford to splash out on a bottle of Old Spice again this year. Don’t fret. I have the perfect solution. Try donating some fake money to a fake charity in Uncle Louie’s name. It’s a win win situation. Some fake people get help for their fake problem. Uncle Louie gets a fake present. You both have a laugh and best of all  your money stays in your wallet. Isn’t that what the holidays are all about?  Check out this link to find out more.

I got this amusing email today. I’ve recently gotten lots of scam email like this. The best part about it is the grammar.

Hello Dear,

Please i have to let you knowing this that your have reciverd your parcel, and do not let me knowing about that since last year.

At this very point now, do to i have not heard from you to knowing the sitution of things now, for your information track your parcel and you will sean what am talking about please.

However if you knowing that you are not the one please do get back to me as matter of urgent to day.please track and sean with this information Below

I didn’t include the link and phone number. I don’t think I’ll reply.

Even though we left sunny Florida two months ago, the electric company insists on continuing to charge us for electricity. I’ve had evidence that I no longer reside in the apartment faxed to them. I’ve spoken to them repeatedly on the phone. Today I got a notice that my bill is unpaid and that they will cut off my electricity. They mailed the notice to England! Isn’t that proof enough that I no longer live there?

The thing that makes it worse is that some of the electricity they want me to pay for was used by Camden Lakes to run the ionizing machine they stuck in the apartment because it “smelled like spices.”

I’ve noticed when dealing with companies on the phone as so as the person I’m speaking to starts saying, “Yes, Ma’am” over and over that means they’re not really listening and they’re not going to do anything to fix the problem.

I was happy to see our water bill slip through the mail slot in our door today. We need proof of address to do everything here and bills are the best way to prove your address.

My happiness was shattered when I opened the bill and saw that it was for 260 pounds. “Are you going to kill me or should I just kill myself?” I said as I dropped the bill on the table in front of my husband.

“This can’t be right.” He picked it up and examined it closely.

Fortunately we discovered that it is a bill for an entire year of water and sewage service. We have the choice of paying it all upfront, paying for it six months at a time, or paying it monthly. That’s a relief. Once we realized that, my heart started beating again.