I am a chump. A patsy. A fool. A gullible one. It's true. Although, I have to admit, a lot has to do with the fact that people keep calling to sell me things when I'm sleeping after working nights. They might plan it. I am usually so dopey when I wake up like that I will agree to anything just so I can go back to sleep. It's how I joined many book and music clubs over the years.
Today, I got a call telling me I had won a trip. Now, this has happened before, so I thought it could be real. But eventually, I realized this was not quite as good as the previous winnings. I had won 80% off of a trip in exchange for a 90 minute seminar about buying condos in Florida. But, they wanted my credit card. Um... warning signs? So, I hemmed and hawed and finally called my brother. He said it's likely a scam so I turned it down.
The stupid thing is, I feel really bad for the poor people who were trying to sell it to me. They worked really hard for it. Which is why I am such a good patsy. (I almost wrote pasty and that is something altogether different.) I feel bad for the con men. And women.
Thank God, I don't have more money than I do or there would be no stopping me.