Die letzten paar Jahre hab ich die Dinger ja schon in die Tonne gekloppt, wenn ich “Dear Friend” oder “This may come to you as a surprise” in den ersten Zeilen gelesen habe, aber den hier habe ich mir mal aus Neugier wieder durchgelesen.
Dear Beloved One.
I am writing this mail with tears and sadness and pains. I know it will come to you as a surprise since we haven’t known or come across each other before, but kindly bear with me at this moment. I have a special reason why
I decided to contact you. I do not mean to embarrass you with my proposal, but I seriously need your assistance. My situation at hand is miserable but I trust in God and hope you will be of help to me
I am Mrs. Rose Ibrahim, the wife of Late Mr. El Ibrahim, I am a citizens of Tunisian. My husband worked with the Chevron in Hong Kong for twenty years before he died in the year 2004.We were married for ten years without a
child.
My Husband died after a brief illness that lasted for only four days. Since his death I decided not to re-marry or get a child outside my matrimonial home, When my late husband was alive he deposited the sum of 7.5 Million
Pounds (Seven Million Five Hundred Thousand Pounds) with a Bank in Europe.
Presently, this money is still with the Bank and the management just wrote me as the beneficiary that our account has been DORMANT and if I as the beneficiary of the funds, do not re-activate the account; the funds will be
CONFISCATED or I rather issue a letter of authorization to somebody to receive it on my behalf (note that you need to activate this account) as I can not come over. Presently, Im in a hospital in Hong Kong where I have
been undergoing treatment for esophageal cancer.
I have since lost my ability to talk and my doctors have told me that I have only a few weeks to live.
It is my last wish to see this money distributed to charity organizations anywhere in the World in helping human race.
Because relatives and friends have plundered so much of my wealth since my illness, I cannot live with the agony of entrusting this huge responsibility to any of them.
Please, I beg you in the name of God to help me Stand-in as the beneficiary and collect the Funds from the Bank.
I took this decision because I dont have any child that will inherit this money, and I am not afraid of death since I know where I am going to. I dont need any telephone communication in this regard because of my
soundless voice and presence of my husbands relatives around me always. I dont want them to know about this development.
I await your quick response to this mail as this is my last wish to see this funds transferred before my Death.
Please my beloved for further communication on how we are going to conclude this, reach me on my private mail: dumme_und_geizige_scammersau@yahoo.com.hk
Remain Blessed
Your Beloved Sister .
Mrs. Rose Ibrahim
Das ist ja alles schön und gut. Ich bin wirklich versucht zu antworten – wenn auch nur mit einer einzigen, kurzen Zeile, in der ich dieser vom Schicksal gebeutelten Frau zurufen möchte:
“What’s in it for me, bitch?”
Wie schlampig ist das denn? Da wird mir ja nicht mal was angeboten. Die anderen ringen sich wenigstens 30-40% Provision ab. Gut, 30-40% von nix sind immer noch nix, aber der Gedanke zählt.
Soll ich jetzt etwa nur für das warme Gefühl in der Magengegend Geld für wohltätige Organisationen waschen?
Ich glaub’ es hackt!
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