In 2003, Ma had a stroke. Dad was her full time caregiver until he he had a car accident that totaled the car. So in 2006, I became their chauffeur among other jobs.
At the time, to deal with the stress of running two households and working, I kept a blog entitled CJ's Whine and Cheeze. Egged on by some friends who enjoyed the first read through, you'll see your part when it comes by.
Sunday, February 25, 2007
Dance Band on the Titanic
The scam man phoned again only didn't leave a message on the voice mail. I had done a reverse look up on the first number he left, but that only told me it was a land line in NY. This time, I had a company name and number. I looked up the company in BB and found this company does business under 49 other names and all sweepstakes. Red flags went up. If one of his companies is sending junk to Ma, so are the others. The BB didn't have much useful information. The company did not have an unusual amount of complaints lodged against it.
A week or so ago, Ma had received a letter from a US Postal inspector about one of the checks she received as a prize. Because I don't get a complete story, I wasn't sure if the inspector's letter concerned the check Ma tried to cash on Tuesday.
I called Dad to try to find out the particulars. Only to find, she cashed the $250 check plus a few others she had. Seems she went crying to the neighbor next door to take her to the bank. Help me, Lord! The bank opened a second checking account for her, and all the checks were deposited into this new account. She was told she couldn't have access to the funds for at least a week.
I feel like I'm in the dance band on the Titanic.
I have a sick feeling about what will happen, but can't do anything but play the tune. The worse thing is if, on the long shot, one or all of the checks she deposited are legitimate, there will be no end to Ma's "I told you so." I can just hear her chortle and gloat. Depending on the time of day, God, Nostradamus, and her father have told her she will be a rich woman. She is, but she's looking in the wrong places.
So she took a gamble and maybe, just maybe, she beat the odds. I wish her Buona fortuna! The worst thing is the addiction will become even stronger. But Fortune's wheel swings round. Most gamblers know the House always wins. Always. In the mean time, I stand on the deck with The Dance Band on the Titanic by H. Chapin
Can't wait for the next instalment😟😁
ReplyDeleteIt's a good one.
DeleteWell????? Don't leave us hanging! How did it turn out in the end?
ReplyDeleteNext week. Same Ma time. Same Ma channel
DeleteOh goodness. How did that work out?
ReplyDeleteSandra sandracox.blogspot.com
You'll find out
Deletewow, can't wait to read how this scam ends. Oh...what a reminder...i saw Harry Chapin when he was first becoming popular at the Troubadour in LA. ...also saw Carly Simon and many others when they were first becoming known.
ReplyDeleteTeague and I followed him around when he was starting out, too. We saw him in Lowell, MA and then in Lee out in Western MA. I think there were 2 more times, but I don't remember where. I loved the audience participation of Bananas.
Deletei like that.
DeleteI love that you journaled about this. It's interesting that the bank opened a second account. It sounds like a smart move because if the checks didn't clear, the bank could just clear the account and not touch the "regular" bank account. Did you have sun or clouds today?
ReplyDeleteMostly clouds and cool until late this afternoon when the sun finally came out
Delete