sexta-feira, 6 de novembro de 2009

Weird Mails

This week I got a weird virtual message from someone who initially said something about having a translation job for me.

As always, I forwarded an e-mail for details.

Then the whole thing proved a ridiculous, obvious bait. Someone claimed to be entitled to a substatial fortune in dollars from a deceased Asian big wig and tried to get my consent to have it all deposited in my bank account.

I could not care less for this whole business, but sent back the following reply, verbatim:

"In all earnest, I dont know who told you I was interested in getting so stinking rich overnight, but I'm really NOT.
Keep tempting me, if you like. In the long run you'll see what a waste of your time and best efforts on someone like me."

That's how I decided to keep worrying about how to make ends meet here, and remain as poor as the English in this person's mail. A choice I'm sure I'll never be sorry for.