But, he looked so good on his dating profile
You have to go looking for them; they’re not just lying around on the surface.”
He called himself, “Premier:The last gentleman in San Francisco”
According to his dating profile, he was tall, dark, and handsome. He claimed he attended that school in Palo Alto. He listed that he had a cabin in Tahoe, a condo in Hawaii, pied a terre in New York. He claimed to know lot about wine and that his own private collection was impressive. Really?
The One Who Got Away? Or got away with it?
He was a smart writer– clever, engaging. Perhaps, a wee bit too polished. The two photographs he posted were taken from afar- and there was a good chance he and Snapseed were good friends – there was some retro -blur going on. He posted other pictures of wine bottles. “Share Cases of Fine Wines with me?” was a tag line.
Sydney took the bait. By all accounts and purposes – he was very eligible. He had crossed his t’s and dotted his i’s. All the bases were covered. She had studied Viticulture at UC Davis. She was a self-proclaimed Wine Whiz
She responded to his opening email- they exchange two emails before he suggested a phone call; perfect protocol.
He advised that she should call him at particular time. Filled with excitement, she did.
That’s when everything started going south. Mr. Premier was soft-spoken and reserved. Curious and chatty, Sydney asked him about his college experience and what year he graduated, many of her friends attended Stanford. He was hesitant to reveal any information. (Red flag)
To keep the conversation going, she asked him about favorite Wines and Tahoe -her favorite place- she had been vacationing there for 20 years. He really didn’t want to talk about Wine or that mysterious condo in an unknown part of Tahoe. (Double red flags)
Two and two equals four. Things were adding up- quickly. Sydney ascertained within 10 minutes this guy was a little bizarre. She made a gracious excuse to get off the phone and said that she was going to be quite busy and thanks for the conversation.
On the surface, He seemed so fabulous.
Later she read about a “Premier Scam Artist”
“A seemingly contrite John Fox, his feet shackled and his hands cuffed, walked into a federal courtroom and pleaded guilty to defrauding his Premier Cru customers by selling $20 million in ‘phantom’ wine over a five-year period.
Fox also admitted in a plea agreement that he embezzled about $5 million from Premier Cru starting in 2010 that he used to buy a house, pay his daughter’s college tuition, his family’s credit card bills, for memberships to two private golf clubs, and to purchase or lease numerous expensive cars, including Corvettes, Ferraris, a Maserati and several Mercedes Benz cars.”
In addition, Fox said he spent more than $900,000 “on women I met online.”
Right! Like that is going to happen.
Next! Lesson: Ask questions.