It all started like most anything in my life does.
I was bored as hell on a Saturday morning and playing around on my cell phone.
My parents were out of town for a work conference, and I was home alone for the week.
It's spring break, and most of my friends are down on the coast with their parents or classmates digging their toes into the sand.
Meanwhile, my broke self was sitting at home wishing I'd gotten a job and saved up some money to go with them.
The microwave beeped from the kitchen signaling my breakfast sandwich had been nuked to perfection, so I tossed my phone on the couch and went to grab it.
As I was sitting the hot plate on the counter and pouring a glass of juice, I heard a ping from my phone in the living room, so I headed back to see if one of my friends was taunting me with pictures from the beach.
I scooped the phone up and saw the Kik notification on my screen saying I had a new notification from MaxStack719.
It wasn't a screen name I knew, but I decided to check it anyway, just in case.
Opening up the app, I hit the accept chat button and read the message.
Hey there, wanna play the Kik game? Easy money, and you can quit anytime.
I rolled my eyes at the low effort message from a bot that was no doubt going to try and sell me porn or get a bank transfer number.
Without fail, I got about seven messages a day like this trying to link me to some stupid stuff.
On the off chance that there was an actual human behind it that I could mess with, I would often message back just to waste their time.
I'd message something like, hell yeah bro, let's play.
How do I win this easy money? I waited a few minutes but didn't get a response.
The bot was probably broken or poorly programmed like most of them, so I started eating my sandwich.
A few bites in, I heard the ping again.
Take a picture holding up three fingers with a ring of any type on them.
Hold up three fingers with a ring on? I mean, what the hell? I went to my parents' room and fished a ring out of my mother's jewelry box and slid it on the end of my middle finger and took the picture.
The ring didn't slide all the way down, but the message didn't say it had to.
Without a second thought, I sent the picture to MaxStack719 and went back to my sandwich.
There was no way I would get the gift card, but it had only cost me about two minutes of my life, so it was worth the shot.
It all started like most anything in my life does.
I was bored as hell on a Saturday morning and playing around on my cell phone.
My parents were out of town for a work conference, and I was home alone for the week.
It's spring break, and most of my friends are down on the coast with their parents or classmates digging their toes into the sand.
Meanwhile, my broke self was sitting at home wishing I'd gotten a job and saved up some money to go with them.
The microwave beeped from the kitchen signaling my breakfast sandwich had been nuked to perfection, so I tossed my phone on the couch and went to grab it.
As I was sitting the hot plate on the counter and pouring a glass of juice, I heard a ping from my phone in the living room, so I headed back to see if one of my friends was taunting me with pictures from the beach.
I scooped the phone up and saw the Kik notification on my screen saying I had a new notification from MaxStack719.
It wasn't a screen name I knew, but I decided to check it anyway, just in case.
Opening up the app, I hit the accept chat button and read the message.
Hey there, wanna play the Kik game? Easy money, and you can quit anytime.
I rolled my eyes at the low effort message from a bot that was no doubt going to try and sell me porn or get a bank transfer number.
Without fail, I got about seven messages a day like this trying to link me to some stupid stuff.
On the off chance that there was an actual human behind it that I could mess with, I would often message back just to waste their time.
I'd message something like, hell yeah bro, let's play.
How do I win this easy money? I waited a few minutes but didn't get a response.
The bot was probably broken or poorly programmed like most of them, so I started eating my sandwich.
A few bites in, I heard the ping again.
Take a picture holding up three fingers with a ring of any type on them.
Hold up three fingers with a ring on? I mean, what the hell? I went to my parents' room and fished a ring out of my mother's jewelry box and slid it on the end of my middle finger and took the picture.
The ring didn't slide all the way down, but the message didn't say it had to.
Without a second thought, I sent the picture to MaxStack719 and went back to my sandwich.
There was no way I would get the gift card, but it had only cost me about two minutes of my life, so it was worth the shot.
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