My husband: "WOAH. Look at what's over there! There's like a huuuuge thing with....
*I turn around to catch a glimpse*
My husband: *POKE IN THE BUTT* ..."Gotcha!!"
Yeah, this is my daily life. I am as gullible as a 5 year old child who thinks the stranger actually has candy in his van. Too many stories to count, but here are some highlights:
1. Most def thought Santa Claus was real until I was basically almost old enough to be Mrs. Claus (well, not that bad, but 5th grade.)
2. When I was 10, my mom scared the POOP out of me by calling our house when I was home alone (she was at the neighbors) and saying in a monster-like deep voice: "HELLO LITTLE GIIIIRL". I ran out of the house screaming. In my defense tho, that was totally messed up mom!!!!
3. When I was in college, Dad could not convince me there was a "Chunnel" i.e. a train that travels under water from England to France. I was like: "Nice try dad. Mixing the words 'Channel' with 'Tunnel'---your Tom Foolery is not gonna work this time!" Turns out, there actually IS a Chunnel (I've ridden it), but I didn't believe him because I would fall for all his other made up crap! DAMNIT. Foiled again.
4. 15 minutes ago, I though this was a real bird:
5. Just now, a guy stops me in the market in which I'm writing this - the same market I always write my blog posts (picture a grocery store mixed with Starbucks) and tells me computers aren't allowed in here....I laughed at his joke, but let's be honest, I believed him for a second.
I can't make this stuff up people. It's sad, but true....
Yep, das me. I fall so hard, so often, I can't even get up. And I'm 36 and spry! Now, fast forward 40 years and I'm Mr. Gray. You could prolly sell me the dirt in my own backyard by telling me it's organic.
No matter how discerning he is in his youth, Mr. Gray falls HARD. Alot. And often. We know this. But why are seniors so gullible? Well, I'm no doctor but I do know (as in I googled it) there's a part of the brain that controls doubt and belief and it basically deteriorates with age. So, there ya go, Mr. Gray is a perfect target from mean folks on the prowl.
We've all heard of those scams where Mr. Gray gets a call that he's won a free vacation and all he has to do is provide his credit card information to secure the trip. And an even shadier example.. just saw on the news that the scammers would call Mr. Gray and manipulatively pretend they are a friend calling on behalf of their grandchild to bail them out of jail. WHAT THEEEEE?! I mean, heck, I'd fall for that for darn sure. This fake scenario gets Mr. Gray in a frenzy and he just wants to be of help to his loved ones---- POOF! There goes $2,000 of retirement money.
Recently, the DOJ has done something about this horrible stuff and taken action to reduce it. Check out the article please (it's a super quick read I pinky swear! And I said "please"). Just click below.
So- the highlights for me are $36.5 BILLION DOLLARS are scammed out of Mr. Gray's corduroy pockets each year.
Not to bring in politics, but to quote President Trump: "SAD!". It is hopeful, however, that the DOJ is starting to not only crack down on prosecuting these scumbags (gotta love those 1980's insults), but initiating the education of seniors. That's so huge. With a few simple tips - teaching Mr. Gray to not provide information over the phone and recognize "spam" can do a whole lotta good. Each of us can also help Mr. Gray and who doesn't wanna do that! We all have our own Mr. Grays in our lives (parents, grandparents, siblings, neighbors, aunts, friends, etc.). Taking just 15 minutes to share with them some tips could prevent a whole lotta heartache.
SHAME ON YOU SCAMMERS. KARMA is a youknowwhat.
*HIGH FIVE* DOJ.
Let's all edumacate Mr. Gray so Dr. Evil doesn't get him!!