You wouldn’t believe how excited I am right now.
I got an e-mail a week or so ago from Philip Dickson & Associates – they are one of the largest law firms somewhere in the world and they contacted me with a very emotionally-sad story. Apparently, one of their clients had gotten into a car accident with his entire family and they all died. Seriously, I couldn’t believe it. And now, because they were from the United States, all their funds were stuck in probate and Philip Dickson & Associates had randomly picked me to be the guy to help them acquire the funds which was so totally lucky for me because…
Those funds just happen to be $15.5 million dollars!!!
And all I needed to give them was my bank account number, routing number, social security number, date of birth, address, blood type, a map of my body and any and all moles/tattoos/blemishes that I have, my mother’s maiden name, my father’s middle name, my dogs name, my ATM code, the code to the alarm system on my house, a replica of the key that opens my house and the security code to releasing my car stereo from its installed area. EASY.
I wasn’t going to be stupid, though. I e-mailed the law firm back with my pseudo-name (Sir Gibbons Seyeh) and told them I was ready to collect my percentage of the cash by helping them transfer said funds into my personal bank account. I just needed to see legitimate paperwork before I did so.
And Philip Dickson & Associates, being the professional law firm that they are, provided me with a Memorandum of Understanding and a Power of Attorney form. And all things look very professional, totally in order, and did you see the reference to the $15.5 million dollars!?
Sir Gibbons Seyeh is ready to step up. Boo-yah! See all you poor fools next Christmas when I’m sitting inside sipping egg nog at “the club” and you’re out in the cold wishing YOU had been contacted by Philip Disckon, Esquire!
God, I am SO lucky.