Today the phone rang. \u00a0David and I were\u00a0getting ready to go buy some apple cider and then go out to eat. \u00a0But the phone rang and David answered it. \u00a0Let me say this first before I go on. \u00a0I don\u2019t always answer the phone if I am busy or think it might be a salesman. \u00a0We do get sales calls at about the same time every day and I stopped answering the phone at those times. \u00a0But David cannot stand to hear the phone ring and always answers.Then he will engage with the sales person to tell them to take our phone number off their list, but they never do.<\/p>\n
Anyway, the phone rang just as we were getting ready to leave and David answered it. He came carrying the phone to me saying it was my sister on the phone with an emergency. \u00a0I took the phone and my sister was sobbing on the other end. \u00a0It seems she and her daughter, my niece,were in a car accident. \u00a0She kept talking through her sobs so I asked her if someone else could talk.
\nThen a policeman came on the phone and told me they had been in an accident and that they both did not have life threatening injuries. \u00a0Then he said that my niece had alcohol in her and I told him she did not drink. \u00a0Then he said she had told him she had not been feeling well and was taking cold medicine that had alcohol in it. \u00a0She was going to be taken to jail nevertheless for wreckless driving and would I like to speak with her? \u00a0Of course and she got on the line still sobbing saying she didn\u2019t want to spend the night in jail so they had a lawyer to talk to me. Now this is where my spidey \u00a0senses should have been alerted, but no. \u00a0The lawyer got on and I asked him what happened and that my niece said the accident was not her fault. \u00a0That the lady had pulled out in front \u00a0of her. \u00a0I asked about the other driver and the lawyer said she was a pregnant lady. \u00a0My heart sank. Back on line to my niece.<\/p>\n
I then asked my niece where my sister was and she said she had been taken to the hospital. \u00a0She was hysterical about spending a night in jail and the lawyer said she needed bond money. \u00a0I asked her where her Dad was. \u00a0She said he was out of town. My sister and her husband never go anywhere without the other. \u00a0Again, my spidey senses should have been alerted, but they were not. Then I asked her why she didn\u2019t call her brother and she said something I did not understand and then the \u00a0lawyer got back on the phone to explain to me the circumstances that she would need bail to stay out of jail. \u00a0I asked him how much was bail and he said, $90,000 and my heart sank \u00a0again.But then the court would take ten per cent which was $9,000. \u00a0Then he asked, well,how much could you send? Now, dear reader, my spidey senses should have been jumping off the charts, but nooooo. \u00a0I said I would have to talk to my husband and I asked the lawyer for his call back number. \u00a0The phone suddenly went dead.<\/span><\/p>\n I told David we were going up there, a one and a half hour drive. \u00a0My sister and niece needed me! \u00a0We both packed bags expecting to spend the night and off we went. \u00a0I proceeded to tell David what the lawyer had told me. \u00a0I had even taken notes! \u00a0We had to make a stop for gas out of town when David told me, \u201cCall your sister.\u201d \u00a0I said, \u201c What, she is in the hospital!\u201d \u00a0\u201cCall your sister,\u201d he repeated so while he pumped gas, I typed in my sister\u2019s number and it rang and rang and my brother-in-law answered. \u00a0I said,\u201dAre you home?\u201d \u00a0\u201cYes,\u201d he said. \u00a0\u201cIs(my sister\u2019s name) there? \u00a0By that time something was dawning on me. \u00a0He seemed confused by my questions. \u00a0Then my spidey senses finally started working and I realized we almost were scammed. \u00a0If not for David thinking maybe things weren\u2019t exactly kosher we would have continued on to see my sister in the hospital where she obviously was not!<\/p>\n When we started putting the pieces together I noticed that things did not add up. \u00a0How was the lawyer at the accident so quickly? \u00a0 How did they know my niece and sister\u2019s names and I realize I had given them to the person on the phone. And why did the lawyer hang up when I asked for his callback number? \u00a0I think they knew the jig was up when I wanted the fake lawyer\u2019s phone number! I was so thankful that my sister was well and at home, that my niece was not going to jail , that there was no pregnant lady. All there was were some very good actors on the phone. The girl who played \u00a0my niece deserves an Academy Award!<\/p>\n I am writing this as a warning. \u00a0I never thought I could be easily tricked like I was today. \u00a0These thieves are good at their work. \u00a0They know how to play \u00a0on people\u2019s emotions. \u00a0All I could think at the time was my loved ones needed help. I was an easy prey. \u00a0Thank God for a husband who sensed something was not right. \u00a0Don\u2019t let this happen to you. Never send money, we didn\u2019t. \u00a0Ask for a callback number, I did do that. And never offer up too much information to a stranger on the phone. \u00a0I unwittingly did just that, \u00a0I learned valuable lessons today and will never be that gullible again. \u00a0I do know never to send money or give credit card numbers or bank account numbers to people you do hot know or have not called yourself.<\/p>\n I hope you have learned something from what happened to us today. There are very scary people waiting to prey on us. \u00a0Bye.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Today the phone rang. \u00a0David and I were\u00a0getting ready to go buy some apple cider and then go out to eat. \u00a0But the phone rang and David answered it. \u00a0Let me say this first before I go on. \u00a0I don\u2019t always answer the phone if I am busy or think it might be a salesman. 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