Take some time out for yourself. You deserve it.
New Zealand or England. Where will you go first?
A scammer doesn’t begin their communications with, “Hi, I’m a scammer. Give me all your money.” No, they’re much subtler than that.
“Hello, I have a donation for you. Please contact me.”
“Hi, I’m your dearest friend Alan. I’ve been kidnapped by dissidents in Africa and they’re holding me hostage until you pay the ransom.”
“I’m a solicitor and I have a bequest for you…”
“Your Westpac account has been hacked.”
“Your ASB account has been hacked.”
“I’m a partially sighted, vertically challenged female (yeah, could be me) from abroad somewhere and I’m spamming you because my randomly selected email finder said you’re a nice lady and I need a million dollars for a brain transplant.”
Yeah, mostly I delete the ones my email provider doesn’t slide into the ‘spam’ folder. The spelling’s horrendous and some of the scenarios are hilarious and definitely good for a snort and share moment. I’m not a grammar nazi but some of the ‘give me all your money’ emails look like they were written by a five-year –old with a crayon and painstakingly copied into an email by a younger sibling. But every now and then I get something a bit different.
I got an email from someone at a well-known NZ company that sells vouchers legitimately. Because it was a real vendor, instantly I assumed it was genuine; everyone’s heard of them. The person emailing sent me a voucher in an attachment and mentioned the ‘meeting’ we had arranged. The email address definitely seemed to come from the company and the smiling picture which Chrome kindly sent as a profile looked like it could have been kosher. It came to my work email and I get random emails all the time from perfect strangers so, knowing I had no meeting booked with anyone of that name and figuring an employee sent an expensive voucher to the wrong person, I emailed back.
It was a nice email, saying I thought he’d made a mistake and we didn’t have a meeting.
Techie husband went…mental.
“Now you just told a scammer he’s found a real email address. These guys are chancers. Please tell me you didn’t open it?”
Actually…
I hadn’t opened it.
I didn’t open it because what’s the point of seeing a free thing when I can’t have the free thing because it wasn’t for me? I’m a great believer of, ‘What the eyes don’t see, the heart can’t grieve over.’ Thanks Mum for that wonderful piece of advice; see how important it turned out to be?
Husband went for a lie down in a darkened room after telling me to block, double block and triple block that email address, run a virus scan on my laptop and notify my employer on the grounds that one hit at that company would lead to many more seeing as we all have the same email format.
Not everyone’s mum gave them good advice and it would only have taken one tiny peek at that voucher to have unleashed something nasty onto my employer’s network. It could lead to a virus for us all, or it might have led to ransom ware, demanding payment before releasing our records, accounts and anything else my employer needed to continue its daily business.
It’s a nasty game for sure and this kind of thing as I experienced, is more likely to catch me out at work than it will at home where I’m more careful, more guarded and virus checked up to the eyeballs because I have the privilege of being married to the best tech on the planet.
At work I’m busy, often buried under paperwork of varying states and Joe Public wants my help and comes in all shapes and sizes with the strangest email addresses which they probably think are funny.
Yeahhhhh….
It only takes one of you to open that email to bring down a conglomerate, a small business or an unspecified number of people relying on their pay cheque each week to survive. It’s easily done but who’s gonna see it that way when your manager’s wearing egg on his face from days of lost production or the ransom for releasing company files back into their possession. And…they’ll know who opened that email.
So, as I was nearly caught sneaky peeking at something I couldn’t have, I remembered Techie Husband’s advice. I heard it in my ear holes like a recurring mantra and alongside my mother’s wisdom; it protected me from my own stupidity.
So here are the top tips for protecting yourself from scammers, spammers, and all of those; as told to me by my wonderful chap. Told to me…over and over and over…
It’s a nasty business but we can protect ourselves with the tools available. Be careful out there and remember, there’s no such thing as a free spa voucher. Damn it!