The ‘opportunity’ (Test)
How lucky are you! The first sender, Mike Statler, sounds quite legitimate. Like a man in a suit feeling charitable and therefore handing out classified information to strangers about how to make millions. But with the tenth mail you realise, something is not quite right. Two journalists at the Middelburg Observer received numerous emails with …
How lucky are you!
The first sender, Mike Statler, sounds quite legitimate. Like a man in a suit feeling charitable and therefore handing out classified information to strangers about how to make millions. But with the tenth mail you realise, something is not quite right.
Two journalists at the Middelburg Observer received numerous emails with the tip to buy PRFC stock, sit back and see the money roll in.
Epcylon Technologies (or PRFC) is a complicated software business who describes themselves as “a motor for cross-border technology implementation”.
The company does exist and the PRFC stock can be found on the Bloomberg website. If you are not of the overly critical type, you might be impressed by all of it, and take a closer look.
What makes the email a little fishy, is the fact that, if you scroll down to the bottom, you will come across a whole lot of almost incomprehensible text. Mentioning an Indian lawyer, and how Liverpool won the FA Cup and senseless sentences like “He arranged a doctoral study program in Theory of art education for the university.
Los Angeles having a drink.”
By sending the mail someone might in fact succeed in getting a few unsuspecting readers, who probably never bought stock in their live, interested in buying some of the PRFC stock up for grabs. Causing their stock prices to hike inexplicably.
Or the senders thereof might have some other dark way of accessing your personal information and banking details after you have taken the bite. Who knows.
The only thing I know is that if you get an email, how wonderful it might seem, inviting you and your wife to dinner to celebrate the money you are going to make if you do not have a wife.
Or if you read something about the publishing of the Tibetan Sansrkit Text Series, the Messias coming in 1982 and a Cyril Tubbs dying in 1927, there is something fishy going on.
Attempts to contact the company, situated in Toronto Canada, has been unsuccessful.




