It is a nasty feeling to be scammed. Your heart starts to beat faster and your face is getting warmer. And your brain is racing all these time, rewinding and forwarding, counting the losses. Then you take a deep breath and try to dampen the feeling of nausea. On the positive side, I take it as a learning point. It is like paying school fees, paying to be slapped so you can prevent from ever being slapped again. On the negative side, deep in my heart there is a curse written out. Written in the darkest black, hoping that my words be read by the gods...or demons. And that karma will strike.
