I continue to receive calls from a stern voice woman leaving messages in my voice mail that I need to talk to one of their representatives about suspicious activity with my SS account. Calling from a number that doesn’t exist. But being the savvy person I am, I chose to ignore her frantic plea. “You need to press ONE now and talk to an advisor right now,” she demands with an angry grade school teacher’s voice. And this last was the umpteenth time call from this desperate woman who wants me to heed her command.
What I am waiting for is a call from a Taylor Swift sounding soft spoken thirty-something advising me they accidently deposited a million dollars in my bank account. And go ahead and spend it. “It was our mistake.” Have a nice day.