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I hope you have the guts to print this letter. NoI know you have the guts to print it, because I’ve seen some of the other letters you’ve printed. I hope you have the moral conviction to print this letter.
A few weeks ago, my wife noticed a classified ad in your paper saying she could earn money without having to leave home. Currently, she is staying at home to take care of our 6-month-old daughter. My wife baby-sits for another infant but is getting tired of it, so she responded to the ad.
A few days later, she got a reply. This reply claimed to come from the home mailers division of a firm called L.S. Rogers, and it said there was much money to be made as a home mailer. The firm would provide my wife with everything she needed to get started. All she would have to do was follow some simple instructions for mailing business correspondence. My wife would be paid $1 for each piece of mail she sent off, creating the potential for big paydays. The firm required a one-time materials fee of $24.95. Upon receiving the fee, the reply stated, the firm would “rush” her the materials and instructions.
My crap detector was going off big time, and I should’ve heeded it. But against my better judgment, I suggested that my wife should give it a try.
A week passed, and nothing came in the mail. I could feel my temperature rising higher each day. I sent the so-called firm a letter asking for the materials, a refund, or a brief written response explaining the delay. A week passed, and again nothing came.
I could not call the firm, because it had provided no phone number. Also, I could not locate the firm, because it had provided no address, only a P.O. box number. So I did the only thing I could do: I called the post office and told them I’d been on the receiving end of mail fraud. I’ve just gotten the mail fraud packet the post office sent me, and we’ll see what happens with that.
Personally, I don’t care so much about getting reimbursed. The lesson learned was worth at least 25 bucks. However, it’s important to me that the con artist(s) I ran into are exposed. It would’ve been easy for me to just say, “Oh, well. It’s only $25. I’ll just forget about it.” But I can’t. That is why I called the post office, and that is why I’m writing you.
I urge you to stop allowing Oxon Hill’s L.S. Rogers to advertise in your paper. And I urge your readers to be especially careful when responding to any classified ad. It’s up to us to protect ourselves from con artists and to not look the other way when we see them taking advantage of others.