Thursday, 16 December 2010
Rain and Scams
The dogs had woken me up and wanted to go outside. I thought the sky looked so beautiful that for once I grabbed my camera instead of crawling back into bed.
And within an hour it started to rain and has continued to do so on and off all week. It's been very heavy at times and we've discovered a few more leaks in the house. Our car has taken a good soaking and is now not working. Mr A is also not working, and without use of the car it's difficult to find work. He has been on the internet and made lots of phone calls, but he needs to be out there looking.
He is pretty depressed...not surprisingly...because his latest venture has turned out to be a scam. He spent weeks out getting customers for a company supplying tracking devices for cars. He did well..he's good at selling. The customer places the order and pays the company direct, then Mr A supposedly takes his commission. He had earned over 3000 lira...which we desperately need. But he didn't get paid.
I didn't realise that the "company" was in Istanbul and that Mr A had dealt with them on the internet and by phone. Had I realised this in the beginning I would have been suspicious. The telephone lines for the company have been dead since last Friday and the website has disappeared. I really wish Mr A was not so trusting. The customers who paid have apparently received the equipment, so they haven't lost out. But no doubt there are hundreds of Mr A's all over the country who have secured orders, at considerable cost in petrol and time, who will get nothing at all. I suspect that the equipment concerned was "off the back of a lorry" and had to be shifted quickly and this was no doubt the fastest way of doing it.
So we are back to square one again...nothing new there...we never seem to get further than square one!
I made a decision yesterday to get Mr A to sell the gold chain he bought me for my birthday. I don't get sentimental about such things. I thought he was too extravagant at the time he bought it and I'm much more practical. We need money, so reluctantly he caught the bus into Milas to sell it. We now have some food and will get a new gas bottle today. And we have petrol and the car will be fixed today. We are also going to order some more mesır macunu for Mr A to sell in the local villages. It won't make us a fortune, but it will keep us (almost) afloat for the time being.
I'm angry about this bloody internet scam. There's little we can do about it. Little point in reporting it to the corrupt police or jandarma, who would no doubt just shrug their shoulders and do nothing...all I can hope is that Mr A has learned from the experience.
Onwards and upwards (as they say)...I won't be defeated...I'll attempt to stay positive!