cCacao clan: my nigerian prince (aka ibillic) ... got blog fodder?
(aka ibillic)
is in trouble.
spare some change?
"... Honey can you help me with this? if you can't just know that i will understand, i am just trying my luck anywhere... a drowning man will clutch at any thing so please if you can help me then that means that you will have to do a westernunion money transfer of exactly $1850 to J***s Fisher in Beijing China who is the remittance officer of the cargo company for him to now release my materials to come to Oman..."cCacao stories with a twist ... i will still be providing the biweekly update of this effort over here, however, i ALSO will be posting about my 2 week+ experience with my nigerian prince, aka the italian-born-in-london-living-in-california (aka ibillic, you decide how to pronounce - EYE-bil-ik or eye-BIL-ik or eye-bil-LIK - it's make believe, anyway).
coffee break time ... take a little coffee break with me and my new travel mug - i am not a paper cup (click image) - (more fun stuff over here) that i got from influx (san diego) last week. LOVING IT!!! (and there is a little silicone sleeve, also; i chose brown)let's chat!!!
romance scammer in the mix(!) ... how f**kin' awesome is that?! i had heard a little about this because of extraordinary stories that men and women would share on talk shows like oprah. i mean, yes, when i was emailing, there were some "huh? really?!" characteristics of the prolific email exchanges between ibillic and me that have evolved over the past 2 weeks. and admittedly, i have shared them with friends, as well. (and if you insist, i'll figure out a way to give back the minutes of your life that i inadvertently squandered with my story-telling, but really ... they were entertaining, yes?!)
HOWEVER, because of a specific email i received yesterday morning (which was preceded by 2 other emails setting up this scenario) after just 2 weeks into a volley of email communications, 3 short phone calls, and 1 longer phone call with a yippity-yap, the USD$ of exactly 1,850 was thrown in the mix. my reaction yesterday afternoon included ...
- "ahhhhhhh!" (sad face) ... bummed that this is not the "real" person that was actually the "made up" person (getting over it - NEXT.)
- read this article sent over by rexy on romance fraud over here
- read through this website over here to get up to speed on the whole romance scam stuff (and reading through similar info elsewhere on the net)
- notified the little service about my nigerian prince, ibillic
well, i can only speak for my own experience, so in the spirit of the cCacao efforts, i'm up for telling my story - i got sucked in ... despite the soul-patch, blanding strip, halliburton, lng, and crazy english. (yes, i'll explain these at some point.) and by sucked in, i mean i actively emailed ibillic (who i understand may simply be comprised of a team of up to six nigerians). i'd love to hear from anyone who has experienced something like this, particularly for the blog fodder.
i did not know that i have a little romantic bone in my body (thanks to kathy-chat before the s.f. giants game over some belgian ale), and after reading some of the information on the web about romance scams, i am fascinated about exploring how i got sucked in to the potential opportunity for romance. (well, i think i know, just sayin ...) my initial thoughts - it's the kathy-chat intersecting coincidentally with the ibillic emails within the same timeframe. (final answer)
voices in my head & ponderings ... keeping to my promise that i would not slam anyone (even ibillic) as i go through this cCacao effort, i will share the voices in my head and what i have been/am pondering as i have gone/am going through this.
turns out, the prolific email exchanges with ibillic has, in my opinion, reinforced (in some cases) and transformed (in other cases) my thoughts about dating - all in a good way for the most part. and because of my whole self-aware kick, surprisingly, i have shed some little walls around me - granted because of a made-up-persona, which i have come to understand is really what was presented to me by the nigerian prince, ibillic, and what i chose to see and not see. (how adult of me, yes?!)
go figure! in the end (well, that's another story still evolving although soon to end - i mean, really ... the curiosity is too much for me to see how far the scammers will go so i'm ... well ... poking the bear, kind of, but not in a bad way. it's a closure thing, you know.), no money exchanged, however, there has been quite a bit of email exchanges. admittedly throughout the exchanges, there were yellow flags here and there; however, i also found myself quite intrigued, with my interest and curiosity piqued.
teeing-up topics for the future blog posts ... 'cuz it's a bit of a writing therapy thing, also - a few things i intend to write about until i bleed this topic dry (or get tired of myself writing about it) ...
- whirlwind wooing and sucked-in ... course of events over the two week ibillic whirlwind - with the prolific emailing, the events are nicely organized (lovin' that gmail) so i can dig in to the details
- comparing with others ... from the different websites on this topic, i'll see how my experience compares with others. so far, it's kind of textbook.
- ibillic persona ... and pictures (!), and from what i have read, i may be screwed because of pictures i shared (no, there were no nudes, thank you) that may be used by scammers
- to see or not to see? ... exploring what i chose to see and not see while being sucked-in
i am not a paper cup
have a date with peet's this morning!
Labels: ba dating, cCacao, hyperlink hell, ibillic, math is fun, nigerian prince, rexy










