Have you ever been taken for a ride? I mean, totally scammed? I have and it makes me wonder how people get away with it, both internally and externally. If you lie, cheat and steal for a living, how do you sleep at night? Aren’t you always looking over your shoulder, wondering if you’re about to be busted? I would be… I would be in a constant state of fear…and what kind of life is that?!?
When you’re the one that falls for the scam it makes you feel stupid, like a big doofus. Hindsight is always twenty/twenty and how easily you look back and see all the red signs piled up. They were there the whole time, but you couldn’t see them. You weren’t looking. You were trusting.
It reminds me of some of the shady characters in my mafia series, Just Call Me Angel. They live moment-to-moment, always looking over their shoulder, never at peace.
I've decided that scammers are the equivalent of a wham-bam-thank-you-ma’am. What seems exciting at first becomes crushingly empty afterwards. ~