It’s been a while since my last attempt to fraud a fraudster. It’s a draining endeavor.
But this last encounter, I believe, makes up for my few months of radio silence. In this last effort, I entertained someone’s three-week attempt to convince me to hand over a set of tires and $2,500.
Three weeks. And I took it farther than I’ve ever taken it before.
And so did he.
His attempt began as most do: a perfect copy and paste of the item, poor grammar, a generic response to my first reply, and the request to accept a cashier’s check.
Then it started to get good:
So, let me get this straight. In the midst of your daughter having bronchi-spasms, you’re looking for a set of two mud tires to put on your truck, and then had your aunt pay for them? And then she accidentally paid me $2,500 for them and sent the check to me?
Good enough for me I guess. Just send me the (money emoji)
Can you figure out how he’s going to try to scam me?
After the check was unable to be delivered to my desk at work, I decided to give him my home address (it’s public information anyway). After a few more weeks of going back and forth, lo and behold, a check appeared in my mailbox.
Oh yeah, and Jason Allred is my pseudonym
Apparently, this check was coming from the “Administrative Officey” at American National Insurance Company. Besides the egregious typo and the misformatted address, the physical address and corresponding company are actually correct.
Besides him saying nothing about the check coming from a massive insurance company, there were a couple other red flags:
- My own address was spelled incorrectly.
- The routing number for Wells Fargo was incorrect. (On each check, there is a corresponding routing number and an account number. The account number is unique to you, but the routing number coordinates to the bank and its geographical location. Upon doing some research, I quickly found that the routing number for Wells Fargo in Van Wert, Ohio is not “000551089”).
And then came the kicker. He wanted me notify him as soon as I deposited the check. In case you’ve never cashed a check before (I had already learned the hard way), the person who cashes a check that bounces will get the bounce fee-- not the person who wrote the check. His hope was to have me cash the check and wire him the extra cash before I was told the check bounced.
Well, I thought I would take a stab at getting his personal information. But I was unsurprisingly unsuccessful.
Now look at this. You’ll notice he gave me three different names. The first one is supposedly himself, the second is someone else, and the last is the “family doctor”. Within a few short minutes, he had given me three different names and their corresponding account information. We’ll get back to that at the end of this post.
After stringing him along for a few hours, I decided to see how far he would go. So I gave this a shot:
I have to give a shout out to Google Images on this one for bringing up a sad, yet great result of “dog bite neck.” I hope the actual victim ended up okay.
His response? OMG. At least I got some measure of pity. But remember, he’s under the gun. He has to get me to send the money before my check bounces. But also remember my son was just attacked by a large sled dog.
So when he demanded I still deliver the money amidst giving my “son” CPR on the way to the hospital, I became resourceful. I did the only thing I could think of.
Yes, that’s right. I asked a homeless to deliver my money. A homeless man named Aaron. And what was the result? Well, it would be what any sensible homeless man would do if some random guy with a bleeding-out-of-the-neck-and-mouth son handed over $2,500 and kindly asked for it to be transferred through Western Union.
Upon asking him why a receipt was needed, the the fraudster completely lost it on. He went ALL CAPS on me. ALL CAPS.
In case you didn’t pick that up, you have to the receipt to pick up the money at a Western Union. Did he make that clear?
So, I did what any sensible parent would do when their son is in critical condition in the emergency room. I went back to Wal-Mart to find the homeless man, and let him know I needed the receipt.
The next series of texts are my favorite of the whole conversation. I could start to feel the anger, impatience, and frustration of the fraudster, but could also feel him just trying to play it cool and hold back his anger-- like a parent who is on the brink of blowing a gasket, but instead of losing it, just mumbles short sentences through grimaced teeth.

I thought he was going to peak once he continued the ALL CAPS, but quickly reminding him of my current health conditions took him out of his ALL CAPS anger mode, and put him back on solid ground.

And with one last push, he lost it. He completely lost it. I knew he was going to abandon his endeavor to fraud me any moment, so I ended it by giving him a taste of his own medicine.
And just like that, he was gone. His three week pursuit, and my cheapest source of free entertainment, were gone.
As I’ve shared this with people, there are several questions I commonly get:
Q: Are you scared he’ll come after you?
No. Not one bit. My uncle is the head of the fraud department of a large credit union, and I speak to him frequently regarding fraudsters and scammers. They’re cowards. They hide behind false IP addresses, false phone numbers, and false names. And as soon as they know their attempt is going to fail, they vanish. And then they move on to the next unsuspecting victim. They will never make a move that puts them into the open.
Q: Why don’t you book him? Isn’t there enough evidence to get him? What about those names and bank accounts he gave you?
For the exact same reason I listed above. I know nothing about him. He’s using a fake phone number (most likely clouded by Google Voice), they spif their GPS locations (some have even used the White House GPS coordinates), and those bank accounts and names are, most likely, stolen accounts and names. These guys build a deep net with several levels of scams. Ellen Vidal, the name he gave me earlier, could easily be his “lover”. It’s quite likely that he’s told her that his friend is going to transfer $2,500 dollars to purchase airfare so he can go out and visit her. He’s most likely asked Ellen to transfer the $2,500 dollars once she gets it. Sadly, Ellen is probably another victim. The web of deceit in these schemes are endless and completely untraceable.
Sadly, it’s almost always about prevention. I figure if I can spend three weeks wasting some fraudster’s time, that’s one or two less people he’s going to have scammed.
And that’s about all I can do.












