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So I got this in my email. Seems like something to pass on. Plus I got nothin’ else today kids. Nada. So, enjoy the following P.S.A. from dp.com…
JURY DUTY SCAM:
This has been verified by the FBI and Snopes (their links are included below).
Please pass this on to everyone in your email address book. It is spreading fast so be prepared should you get this call. Most of us take that summons for jury duty seriously a new and ominous kind of fraud has surfaced.
The caller claims to be a jury coordinator. If you protest that you never received a summons for jury duty, the scammer asks you for your Social Security number and date of birth so he or she can verify the information and cancel the arrest warrant. Give out any of this information and bingo; your identity was just stolen.
The fraud has been reported so far in 11 states, including New York, Oklahoma, Florida, Illinois, Texas and Colorado. This (swindle) is particularly insidious because they use intimidation over the phone to try to bully people into giving information by pretending they are with the court system. The FBI and the Federal Court System have issued nationwide alerts on their web sites, warning consumers about the fraud.
Snopes site: says this is real fraud.
http://www.snopes.com/crime/fraud/juryduty.asp
FBI site: warns about the fraud.
http://www.fbi.gov/page2/june06/jury_scams060206.htm
So there you go. Love you. Kisses. Mean it.
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We have this neighbor. He refuses to follow the rules. He *might* be engaging in some illicit activities at his home, based on the sheer amount of very late night visitors. I may have mentioned him before. Apparently he has a giant penis too. Does that mean anything? I don’t know if that means anything. Anyway. We have this rule where we live about the parking. It’s either in your garage, a designated space, or towed. Now I have seen folks getting towed. We happen to live near a popular public venue, so when push comes to shove towing does happen. But not to our neighbor. He is a bit famous in an ‘E’ or ‘F’’ list kinda way here in town. An ex football player. Seems the rules don’t always apply. Oddly though, when they do, he plays the fame or race card really fast.
Our only issue with the man is that he refuses to have his guests park right. They pull up into what seems like his driveway, but it is also our front stoop. If you where wheelchair bound and he had company you would not be able to enter our home. We have oil spots outside to prove it. Our only recourse is to enforce the parking regulations set by the homeowners association. Of course Richard does this like religion. I always am the one trying to avoid confrontation. I remind him about the consequences of pissed off neighbors (IE. keyed cars, graffiti, noise complaints, punched noses, ect…) He pays me no mind and calls security on the miss-parked cars every day.
I in turn live in fear of our well endowed yet large and strong neighbor. (Don’t ask how we know that. I was not the one peeking thru the fence at the drunken hot tub party.) He gets more angry every time the tow truck arrives and he has to pay for yet another mindless guest parking wrong. Really wrong, like a legit space was open ten feet away! Tonight he was trying to figure who was calling and ratting him out. The security wuss was not going to give all that out, at first… Our giant well endowed neighbor got all protective of his.. erm, date/customer and got mean. The intimidated security guy gave the area code. To Richard’s cell phone. Now I don’t know a lot about cell phone companies, but if you were a retired jock who owned one, don’t you think you’d have some nerd in the back that could figure out what phones close to which cell towers had what area codes, and then see who’s they where? Am I paranoid? This man is going to kill us. I am sure of it. He has already brazenly hinted to me that he knows we are the ones complaining about him. And in a mean way too. Bitch. And he seems so nice when you talk to him…
Anyhoo. Something is not right with the whole situation and the goings on over there… I used to do the drugs. I know what that mess looks like when out shopping for more drugs. I don’t want that going on next door.
