So, some guy calls the house, claims to be a Treasury agent, informs Gail our 2010 taxes are not paid, and that we're guilty of yadda yadda and about to be arrested, etc.
Now, we are currently resolving an issue with the IRS over MONEY THEY OWE US. ┬á2009 and 2010 have been resolved, we have received refunds, and letters confirming settlement to mutual satisfaction.
She mentioned this fact, along with "Taxpayer advocate," and the guy hung up on her.
Had she stayed on the line, he was going to demand a prepaid Visa number for some insane amount of money, and repeat until we had nothing left. ┬áAnd we'd have known as soon as he asked it was a ┬áscam.
Because he hung up before presenting the scam, we weren't entirely sure, until I called back, got some non-English speaker who didn't know the proper terms, referenced some complicated forn number, then insisted on reading (And you are not allowed to interrupt) a lengthy "advisory" about debt, attempt to defraud, in violation of, etc., all scary sounding stuff that CANNOT ACTUALLY exist unless and until there is a trial and conviction.
I called him a scamming piece of shit, insulted his ancestry, penis size, worthlessness as a human being for working for shit wages for criminals, his lack of privilege, etc, then hung up.
But, these people do scam honest and usually poor people out of a lot of money.
So, if you'd like to play, please call 323-786-0626. ┬áThey will want your phone number to reference to the "Case number." ┬áBut I'm sure if you insist your name is Heywood Jablomi or Mike Hunt or Woodie Pfisterbotham, and you DEFINITELY spoke to Mr Thomas Benson (the name he gave me), can they PLEASE find the file because you don't want to go to jail, that the greedy slimefuckers will find a "case number." ┬áAt which point you can start tying them up with fake card numbers, or continue to mock their penis size.
Frankly, I don't know why law enforcement and the phone companies can't just disconnect these scumbags by the fourth complaint. ┬áI'm not sure why they can't run 50Kv through the lines and electrocute the fuckers in the act. Someone flopping on the ground doing the Neutron Dance might have a salutory effect on the attitudes of the others.