DEAREST READER, WAS I SCAMMED?

DEAREST READER, WAS I SCAMMED?


As Nigerians we are too quick to name what we don't understand a scam and to jump into a "Too good to be true" offer. 


Today I was scrolling through my Facebook feed and came across this amazing data offer via an advert. "150 for 1GB" this was too alluring to ignore, I clicked on the link and was brought to somewhere that looks like an online banking app "Husmosub". I immediately signed up and logged in, they had other interesting offers so i proceeded to send money into the account so as to purchase one of these offers. 


From my bank app it was showing "Transaction successful" yet the money was no where to be found in this website. I was angry and sad, and as I explained my scam experience to my friend he laughed and said "Anything too good to be true is too good to be true".

 Moments later the money sent reflected, at this point I was excited and purchased the data, it showed "Sucessful" yet I didn't see receive any notification and my data balance still remained same.

Again my friend stood that I was scammed and was never going to receive the data I paid for, but I still hope I would. As I write this I'm yet to receive it but that's not the point of this write-up. 


The truth is, when we don't understand how a thing works before we start off, we tend to name it a scam when it doesn't go as planned. If I do not receive the data paid for, I wasn't scammed but rather I scammed myself. Because it is greed to jump at something that offers you half the original cost of a thing without questioning or seeking to understand how it works. 

Humans are selfish, *na only ourselves we dey reason*. Question everything because most often anything too good to be true is too good to be true". 

I can't call it a scam, I might just receive the data any moment from now and if I don't it is fine given that the money lost isn't worth the data and a vital lesson was learnt from the whole experience. 


@favvy_okwansđź–¤.

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