From: MR SOLOMON AHAD (firstname.lastname@example.org)
Sent: Friday, 19 October 2012 2:04:32 AM
Good day Sir/Madam,
I’m Solomon Ahad and I work with a Fiscal Institution here in asia. We had a customer and mogul by name Badri Patarkatsishvili from Georgia, who had a balance of $18,200,000.00 usd before he died of a heart condition and since then, our office have been expecting his family member(s) for the heritage of the deposit, but none has surfaced and the account has been tagged for dormancy.
The policy of our fiscal institution however stipulates a limited time period for such heritage to be made or the finances’ will be written off going by the record of the incident, the time limit for the claim is closing up soon for the next of kin to show up or the account will be closed and i came to have the knowledge of this account as the auditor in this fiscal institution. So if you are interested kindly contact me true my private email address(email@example.com) for me to furnish you more details.
Mr Solomon Ahad.
From: Marlene Hildebrandt
Sent: Friday, 19 October 2012 10:12:30 AM
Thank you for your e-mail. I couldn’t believe what I was reading, as I’m pretty sure I knew Badri Patarkatsishvili! He moved over here to Australia several years ago and went to my high school as an exchange student (they were desperately trying to make the exchange permanent as he wasn’t very popular back in his home town of Georgia) and we used to just call him Badri Alphabet as his surname was quite a mouthful. I remember one time in Phys Ed (which is short for Physical Education – clever, huh?) the shorts he was wearing were rather small and everyone could see the tip of his penis. Everyone quietly told everyone else until we were all pointing and laughing at him. For us girls it was a defense mechanism as none of us had seen a real penis before (except for Shannon Hayman, who had pretty much seen everyone’s penis on numerous occasions if you catch my drift). But Badri didn’t even seem to care and I really admired him for that. He just went about doing what the teacher told us to do and accepted that his penis was part of our world. I think we could all learn something from Badri Alphabet’s unabashed nature.
Now you tell me he died from a heart attack? That’s terrible news. It doesn’t surprise me that he had over 18 million saved up, though. We always knew that, out of all of us, he’d be most likely to become rich. Not so much for any sort of talent that he had, but just because that guy wouldn’t even part with a single dollar to buy lunch at school. Sometimes he’d be content with 2 slices of bread to get him through the day, while the rest of us would waste our entire allowance on food. Mind you, he’s dead now and I’m not, so I guess I win!
Anyway, I am most definitely interested in sharing in his fortune. Please let me know how and I’ll gladly jump through whatever hoops you want me to.