If you have an email account, then chances are, you’ve received one of these, or multiples. And more the likely, a few different variants of the same thing. This latest one though, made me laugh… How could ANYONE possibly fall for this?
JAMES BRIEN COMEY
EXECUTIVE DIRECTOR FBI
FEDERAL BUREAU OF INVESTIGATION FBI.WASHINGTON D.C
FEDERAL BUREAU OF INVESTIGATION SEEKING TO WIRETAP
The Federal bureau of investigation (FBI) Washington, D.C in conjunction with some other relevant Investigations Agencies have recently been informed through our Global intelligence monitoring network that your over-due contract payment which was fully endorsed in your favor accordingly by the Central bank of Malaysia(Bank Negara Malaysia) has not been claimed.
Normally when people do a recap of the year they mention all the positive aspects. And in most people’s live those are the memories we remember most. My own personal year in review has been great, at that personal level. I mean I went back to school and got a new and exciting job. But what happens when you go past the personal level, past the family level and past the close knit friend level… What I mean by this is as a Society, as a Species, was 2014 really that great of a year? Or, was it possibly one of the worse years ever for Human Kind? While everyone in the world sends out recaps of the joyous moments of the last year, I decided to keep it real… bring forward the stuff we shove aside cuz its someone else’s problem. Welcome to Considered Normal?’s Dark Side of 2014.
This is new to me… Since when can you text, nay, email… from a public phone. I am not kidding. Leaving work today I wanted to head to Alexis Neon to grab a few groceries before heading home… Seeing as it is winder outside I wanted to stick to the tunnels as much as possible. While waiting for the metro at Square-Victoria, I happened to notice a keypad embedded into the front side of the phone… Not just the 0-9 * # keypad… a full-blown alpha numeric keypad (see photo). So i decided to take a close look. The top instructions are in french (Duh, I live in Montreal, 90% of instructions have French Only), and looks like it had some graffiti sticker attached to it previously, so a lot of the instructions are blocked… but it leaves just enough to decider at least some part of the instructions:
I love cheese, any kind you can give me, at least I thought I did… I mean I love Brie, Emmental, Cheddar, Mozzarella, Gouda, etc… But Belly Button, Armpit, Toe and Human mouth cheese… its enough to turn my stomach…
Cheese is known for its stinky odor. But, cheeses at one exhibit at the Science Gallery Dublin in Trinity College Dublin come from an especially smelly source — human toe, armpit, belly button and mouth bacteria.
Selfmade, which is part of the Grow Your Own…Life After Nature exhibition, features different “microbial sketches” of cheeses created with bacteria samples from various people. Each cheese supposedly smells similar to the donor’s body odor.
Today another article was released showing how schools seem to be over stepping their boundaries. A high school student in the states drove to a party to be her friends Designated Driver. Erin Cox’s friend called her, saying she was drunk. Cox then drove to the party to find her friend to get her home safe. Unfortunately, the cops were called in and upon arrival arrested several under-age party goers, including Cox, who is 17 years old. However Cox was cleared by the cops as she was not in possession of alcohol and did not have any in her system. However this didn’t mean anything to North Andover High School, which suspended her from the volleyball team for 5 games due to their Zero Tolerance Drug and Alcohol policies. They even stripper her title as captain of the volley ball team. Full Story here (BostonHerad.com)
It’s rare I come across something so messed up that it makes me say WTF (“What the F*ck” for those who do not know abbreviations very well). Today is one of those rare occasions.
The list is in chronological order (the order I came across them) and not based on their WTFness (level of WTF).