My ship has come in.. from Nigeria!
Somehow I knew that 2006 was going to be a great year. And here we are, not even one full week into the year, and I've had an amazing business opportunity literally dumped into my lap. Well, technically my email inbox. (Actually, if we want to be REALLY technical, my email Junk Mail folder.)
I just received an email from Mrs. Adeola Tshabalala (yes, that's really her name), who I've never heard of, but obviously she has heard of me. It seems that Mrs. Tshabalala, who is from Nigeria, is a high-ranking government official in the ruling cabinet of President Olusegun Obasanjo. Apparently her now dead husband's company has approximately $25 Million in her husband's bank account. The catch is, if the Nigerian government (of which she is a high ranking official, by the way) finds out about the money, they'll confiscate it.
As I seem to have a reputation in Nigeria as a financial genius, she desperately needs my help to move the funds into my personal bank account. For my efforts I will be awarded an undetermined percentage of the funds.
Finally, I'll be rich and be able to demand respect from strangers and small children. And this couldn't come at a better time, since my high school reunion will be coming up soon. I'll keep all my faithful readers informed of my progress. Assuming I don't forget about you once I'm RICH.. RICH.. RICH!
I just received an email from Mrs. Adeola Tshabalala (yes, that's really her name), who I've never heard of, but obviously she has heard of me. It seems that Mrs. Tshabalala, who is from Nigeria, is a high-ranking government official in the ruling cabinet of President Olusegun Obasanjo. Apparently her now dead husband's company has approximately $25 Million in her husband's bank account. The catch is, if the Nigerian government (of which she is a high ranking official, by the way) finds out about the money, they'll confiscate it.
As I seem to have a reputation in Nigeria as a financial genius, she desperately needs my help to move the funds into my personal bank account. For my efforts I will be awarded an undetermined percentage of the funds.
Finally, I'll be rich and be able to demand respect from strangers and small children. And this couldn't come at a better time, since my high school reunion will be coming up soon. I'll keep all my faithful readers informed of my progress. Assuming I don't forget about you once I'm RICH.. RICH.. RICH!
posted by JoeFriday at 5:10 PM
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