Monday, October 9, 2017

I CHOKED ON THE BAIT WHEN I WAS PHISHED

To read the first part of this story, please go to I WAS PHISHED AND I NIBBLED ON THE BAIT.

To read the second part, please go to WHEN I NIBBLED THE BAIT, IT DIDN'T TASTE THAT GREAT.


Gentle Readers . . . and Maxwell,

It wasn't right. I knew it wasn't right. Why would I send my résumé and cover letter to Sas one day and receive an email from them about an interview the very next day? Why did the first email come from "William George," while the second came from "Jessica Julious"? Both names seemed suspicious to me.

I got in touch with Willy Dunne Wooters to ask him about Sas.




He said that Sas (pronounced sass) is a real, high-end company, and I should be prepared to sound tech savvy in my interview.

But I'm not tech savvy, I said.

I mean that you should be able to tell them that you know they do data analysis instead of saying you don't know what they do, WDW explained.

His final remark was, Just be careful you aren't being phished.

I already suspected I was being phished.

Sas is in the data analysis business. I'm not a technical writer. If you read the second part of this story and saw the comments, then you know that the email asking me for an interview was filled with errors. Besides, what kind of high-end company does interviews on Google Hangouts?

When Favorite Young Man got off work that day, I told him the story. He was like me. At first, he wanted to believe it was true. Forty-eight bucks an hour to work from home? (Sas does not have an office in my city. I learned that in my research.)

Want to believe it's true = It's too good to be true

We went back to the Sas Web site. That's where I found the definitive answer to my question. I'll tell you what I learned when I continue this never-ending saga on phishing.

Except we will have an end.


Infinities of love,

Janie Junebug

43 comments:

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    1. If I didn't keep you hanging, the post would be so long that most people wouldn't read it.

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  2. Oh No. . . . You are making us wait ! ! !

    cheers, parsnip

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  3. I am a very impatient waiter!!

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    1. You can look at the photo of Willy Dunne Wooters while you wait. That should ease the pain.

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  4. I'm just going to sit here and stare at the screen until you post the last part!!

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    1. Don't you think you'll need to pee at some point?

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    1. Jenny, sweetie, please don't torture yourself.

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  6. I'm with you on this, Janie. If a blog post can't be read in an eye blink, it's not likely to be read at all. I'll check back in. Take your sweet time.

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    1. Thank you, Anne. Every now and then, I get comments on my blog that reveal that the reader didn't really read the post.

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  7. Oh no...another cliffhanger! You are stressing us out!

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    1. Slow, deep breaths, in through the nose, out through the mouth . . . .

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  8. Oh, we're definitely being phished here, Hooked and phished. Do continue to where you throw us on the deck.

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  9. Oh no! Leaving us hanging again, you stinker!! ;)

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  10. Hi Janie - these things can be such a pain ... but hope it didn't mess you up too much ... I'm waiting to hear the next instalment - cheers Hilary

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    1. It was a learning experience, but I'm not messed up at all--or at least not more messed up than I usually am.

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  11. We can all fall prey to the "too good to be true" lure, in many areas of life.

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    1. When a person has been looking for a job for as long as I have, everything is tempting. I still wish it had been real.

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  12. You may be right serializing this, but personally, I wouldn't mind an incredibly long post. I write 'em all the time!

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    1. I get tired of myself when I write long posts.

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  13. My son-in-law once worked for Sas, which I always thought was spelled Sass. Knowing what he did, I cannot see Sass soliciting with emails. Fun story.

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    1. That's interesting. It seems to be an excellent company and a good place to work.

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  14. I am still visiting , perhaps not commenting do much...sorry. Like Hilary I want to know more

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    1. More will happen, when I get around to it.

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  15. The suspense and waiting...this is like actual fishing!

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    1. I've only fished once in my life (as a small child), and I've never phished. I don't know how some people sleep at night, but I guess if they'll do anything to make a buck, then they have no moral compass.

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  16. That's so mean. Almost as bad as all those rich handsome men who want to date me on Facebook.

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    1. Bet you didn't expect that response, Elizabeth.

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  17. Elizabeth is right, that's just mean.

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  18. I've seen a few companies recently posting on social media and their own websites, regarding the same type of scam. I saw one just the other day and thought of you.

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    1. Please think of me when you see the word scam. Or scab. Or slut. Lots of "S" words can be associated with me.

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  19. Sounds like a major headache. I'm sorry you have been phished.

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    1. Thanks, Sherry, but everything is okay.

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  20. The only thing I'm not clear on at this point is - Why don't you keep WDW locked up for your sole pleasure? That man looks too good to be at other women's disposal, girlfriend.
    Love.

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    1. I know he looks a lot like that handsome, successful actor who has had two babies with Eva Mendes (I think that's her name), but I promise you that the real Willy Dunne Wooters values his balls far too much to be a player.

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