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A couple of neighborhood residents — from the looks of it, on the east and west sides of Abrams Road — have begun circulating e-mail messages about a con man going door-to-door "selling" books.
He gives a story about working to raise money so he can travel abroad to continue his studies in communications after making the dean's list at UTD. One neighbor called the UTD office and was told the university doesn't have a communications department. The Web site doesn't list a communications department, either.
A school employee also told the neighbor that the university has no book-sales program.
Consider yourself forewarned.
But really, couldn't you just smell scam without calling the school or checking its Web site? Books. Who reads books anymore?
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TerisaB [Lakewood-Now] said at 12:06 p.m. on October 14, 2008, 12:06 p.m.
Interesting. We had a female in our area with the same story. She really did not look like she was in college. In fact she looked like she needed drug money. I wonder if they are partners.
parrot [Lakewood-Now] said at 2:06 p.m. on October 16, 2008, 2:06 p.m.
Never open your door to a complete stranger, no matter whether they look like a scrubbed church member or a total bum. Look through a window or a peephole and make them identify themselves.
TerisaB [Lakewood-Now] said at 8:23 a.m. on October 18, 2008, 8:23 a.m.
Good call, parrot. Usually I won't, but since it was a woman I trusted her, which is stupid.
katiemac [Lakewood-Now] said at 8:06 a.m. on October 23, 2008, 8:06 a.m.
I thought I was the most scam-proof of them all, but I once bought $350 worth of produce from a "farm girl" selling it off the back of her truck for her "uncle." She was pregnant, it was raining, and I was a sucker. The Wal-Mart stickers on the oranges made me wiser for the next year when they came to my door. That, and eating broccoli for a month straight.