(772) 925-3077

This was a middle eastern woman telling me she wanted to do a security check on my computers operating system. She wanted to give me a web address to sign onto so they could check for me. Wow..do people actually fall for this? THe caller id said Vero Beach, FL (my town I live in).

Called claiming to be from AT&T Yellowpages, needed to confirm my information for an add I posted. Of course the first info he needs to confirm is my credit card number.... yeah right! I just actually paid the bill yes****ay so he has no need for it. Told him he needed it for MY security, I asked if he would give me his number for HIS security also.Asked for supervisor.... he claims is the supervisor!Asked for his boss.... c****ed subject.Asked for accounting department, gave me a number that went to voicemail with no message.Follow-up call to AT&T confirmed this was not them.

Not really telemarketing.  More like fraud and attempted theft.  My senior-citizen neighbor, let's call her "Suzy," has received numerous calls from this number in recent weeks, at all hours, day and night.  Last night, she had three calls between 10 p.m. and 1 a.m., and spent most of the night awake, terrified that she was being stalked by some maniac.  I went over there about 9:30 this morning, after she called and told me about this situation.  I figured it was just dumb kids or a telemarketer, so before she called the police I wanted to check her caller ID, and listen to a message on her answering ma****e left after midnight this morning by this number (the message was incomprehensible -- although in hindsight I'm guessing it was a 1-second snippet of some truly awful Russian rap music).  I was just sitting down at "Suzy's" computer to search this phone number on the internet, when her phone rang -- and sure enough, the caller ID showed 772-925-3077.  She handed me the phone, and I said "Who is calling please?"  Without giving his name, the East European or Russian-sounding gentleman on the other end of the line said he was calling "Suzy" to confirm "today's delivery."  In my deepest, manliest voice, I replied, "This is Suzy.  Who is this?"  Instead of answering my question, he said a***n that he was calling about a delivery today for Suzy.  So I said, "Great, I understand you have a delivery for me today.  I'm Suzy.  But WHAT are you delivering?"  And that's how I found out that I (or Suzy, actually) was the winner of a $5.2 million dollar check and a ***nd new Mercedes.  Wow.  Lucky Suzy.  So I said, "Great, come on over!  What time will you get here?  Did I enter a contest?  What contest was it?  Was it that contest on the internet?  Is that why I'm a winner?  Are you bringing a film crew?  Will I be on TV?"  I was full of questions.  I asked every question I could think of, until the mysterious caller finally managed to interrupt me long enough to mention one minor detail -- apparently, all I had to do in order to receive my $5.2 million check and my new Mercedes was to pay for "shipping insurance" that was required to provide safe delivery of my check, and my car, "via UPS delivery, before 12:30 p.m. today."  (Wow.  Less than 3 hours to ship a car, and a $5.2 million check?  That's freakin' amazing!!!  Gotta love UPS!  But let's make this crystal clear -- they were in no way involved with this guy's scam.  He was just using their name.)  But, I asked, how can they deliver a car today?  Don't I need to go somewhere to pick up the car?  No, he explained, "your car will be delivered to your house in a shipping container."  Wait a minute, I said, UPS is going to deliver a car?  To my house?"  Yes, the caller explained a***n, my car would arrive "in a shipping container."  But I couldn't figure out how they were going to squeeze a 20-foot steel shipping container into a 20-foot UPS truck, so I said, "In a shipping container?  Oh, I get it, this is a joke.  You're sending me a little toy car, in a little box -- along with my 5.2 million dollar check?"  Well, that riled up my mystery caller!  "NO," he said emphatically, "***ODY will drive your car except you!"  I really couldn't figure out the non-sequitur, but the only thing better than a free Mercedes is a free Mercedes that ***ODY else's ****y has touched, so I said that was great, but I didn't want to wait three hours.  I wanted to come over to his office in person right away and pick up my check and my new car immediately.  That was not possible, said my caller, because he was calling me from Brooklyn, NY.  I asked him how that could be, since his number showed up on caller ID as a local Port St. Lucie, FL cell phone.  He explained that was the number of the computer that makes the phone calls.  I then asked why his computer had called me three times in the middle of the previous night, and he explained that was because "we provide 24-hour delivery."  (Not sure why I'd need my new Mercedes by 4 a.m., rather than say, noon, but whatever.  They must have so many $5.2 million checks and Mercedes to give away that they simply can't deliver them all without robo-dialing lucky winners 24/7.)  So then I asked for a number where I could call him back around 1 a.m., but I think his English was too limited to pick up on the sarcasm -- he explained that I could not call him back later, because it was only possible for him to authorize the delivery of my check and my car if I purchased the shipping insurance now.  So I said OK, let me get some information -- what's your name ("George Reed"), and your company's name ("American Winners Circle").  And you're located in Brooklyn, New York?  Yes, Brooklyn, New York.  (The guy could say "Brooklyn" alright, but he was so stilted in saying the other items that it sounded like he was reading them, and he couldn't read English very quickly.)  Then I said, "Wait a minute.  How do I know this isn't just some Nigerian scam?  And how do I know you're not calling me from Nigeria?"  Apparently, there's no love lost between the Russian/East European scammers and their Nigerian compe***ors, because that one really ticked him off.  For a moment, I thought he was going to **** up on me.  With great indignity, he exclaimed that he was not a Nigerian, and he was calling from Brooklyn, NY.  I said "OK, if you're from Brooklyn, what's your address in Brooklyn?" and he said "65 Brooklyn, New York, 05120."  I asked him "what STREET" in Brooklyn, and a***n he said "65, Brooklyn, New York, 05120."     And that's when I s****ed getting su****ious.  Because anyone with a ***in knows there's not a 05120 zip code in Brooklyn.  Sure, maybe in L'Argentière-la-Bessée, France, or in Bosques de las Lomas, Mexico.  But not in Brooklyn.  Or anywhere in the US, for that matter.  (And if there was a 05120, it would be in southern Vermont, next to all the other 051s, and not in Brooklyn.)  But what can I say?  There are people in this country who actually believe that Sarah Palin would be the best candidate for president, and Jesus really wants them to be filthy rich.  It's fertile soil in which to attempt even the most amateurish con.  So I really don't blame "George" for trying.  (And obviously, with all the easy ways to earn a living as a criminal in the former Soviet states, George and his partners in crime wouldn't be wasting any time on this particular scam unless there were plenty of dolts in this country who were ****** enough, or foolish enough, or confused enough to give him their credit card numbers or bank account info.)  Well, I was very sad at the thought of dear Suzy losing her $5.2 million check and her new Mercedes (not to mention the fun I'd have trying to figure out how to dispose of the gigantic shipping container in her driveway).  So to cheer myself up, I decided to amuse myself by keeping my new friend "George" on the phone as long as possible, while I enjoyed my morning coffee and entertained "Suzy."  So that's what I did.  I managed to keep him going for about 5 minutes and was just about to give him the old "wait a minute, I have to put down the phone so I can go and find my bank account number" -- but it's hard to con a con man.  Before I could put him on hold, George wised up and said "Hey, I think you are just wasting my time."  I laughed and said "I'M wasting YOUR time?"  But before I could figure out how to waste any more of it, he ***g up on me.  I can only give George 1 star for conning competency, 1 star for originality, and 1.5 stars for English-language fluency, but I'll give him the full 4 stars for entertainment value.  This is one thief I'd highly recommend you spend a few minutes chatting with.