The life of a spammer/scammer - I mean not just over-reaching marketing, but true scamming, is very fascinating to me. I occasionally advertise used items for sale on Craigslist. Invariably, I start getting scams initiated against my ad. Of course they are ridiculously easy to spot, because they usually involve an obviously web-scraped, robotic reference to my title, such as a text message that reads "Hello, I am interested in your TWO HAND HELD GRASS SEED SPREADERS - LIKE NEW! which you have for sale". And of course, if I (just to amuse myself), take the conversation far enough, I always get met with the "I am being deployed tomorrow, but my movers will pick up the item and pay you an extra 50% by money order for the hassle", or some weirdness like that.
Occasionally, out of fascination or boredom, I keep talking to them for some time, just to see what will happen. Sometimes I say things like "meet me at the corner of 5th and Main at midnight with a suitcase full of $1mm cash", or something stupid like that.
The last time I did that, the guy just responded (MMS text msg) with a short video. It looked like his background was something out of what I imagined might be an Ethiopian market, complete with colorful shaded stands and people holding baskets and barefoot children and such. The video was just about 30 seconds of a young man sort of wildly breakdancing to a song I couldn't understand. It didn't mean much, but I appreciated the scammer giving me a slice-of-life vignette, and told him as much.
I always picture scammers as someone in Somalia or something, huddled over an older computer, buying and selling credit card numbers on the dark web.
Of course, half the time they're just in Florida. But I like the way I imagine it. It's more dramatic