Heh… As it turns out, FedEx tracking info is quite easy to mock up
(I just entered a random parcel number I found on the web, then saved the web page and edited the pertinent details - including the tracking number, which is just a false one now - in Notepad)
So who is this mysterious S Trent that signed for Dr Brunton’s envelope? Hmmm…
The passport he sent me is the same one I linked upthread .
But of course that’s no use to Crandall in dealing with Western Union’s (entirely fictional) red tape:
Sorry, chum, but I’m digging in my heels over this one.
I suspect ‘Tony Charle’ is the scammer’s real name. I reckon if I pressed him a bit more, I could get him to send me some money, but I’m not brave enough to try.
My day just doesn’t go well anymore, unless I go through my new routine.
Open office,
Make coffee.
Boot up computer.
Pour cup of coffee.
Check on the latest exploits of Crandall!
Mangetout, please, please, please find a way to keep going with this guy for a few more weeks! I now get strung out if I don’t get my daily fix, or if I may be allowed to paraphrase Mr. Brunton:
GIVE THE LAFF ME BECAUSE YOU HAVE MUST THE UPDATE THERE AND GAVE TO ME BEFORE IS EASY.
And here it is. Isn’t it a beauty?
I love the way the passport office have used a different font for the name, just to make it stand out, and the way they don’t ruin the photo by putting it underneath the security markings. Top marks!
I’ve fired off a quick reply, just saying:
I have a cunning plan for the next step. I think you’ll like it, but more on that when I’ve got it ready.
I’ve seen worse than that - the last scammer I dealt with sent me one where the text was just in flat coloured boxes pasted straight on top of the image.
Anyway, on with the show… He sent me:
So I replied:
The picture of the Western Union document looks like this - the MTCN is just a random string of numbers - which is shy I had to make the excuse that it can’t be tracked online now that it’s been reported as a lost document - the idea being that he’ll have to suffer the humiliation of trying to cash a fake payment in person.
Bravo, old bean! A truly splendid job of stringing along this hooligan. Your work is so corkingly clever that only speaking like a member of a British gentleman’s club can do it justice. “I got sporked” indeed.
I like the way his English is getting more and more incoherent as he gets enraged. I can just see him sitting in this little internet cafe, his blood pressure rising with each email, and it makes me happy. Ahh, to scam a scammer. 'Tis a fine art, and I doff my hat to a true master.