Hey All, just as a public notice and word of warning.
I follow several Cozumel groups on Facebook and one of them is the dive operator I use. Bottomtime Divers is excellent, and has nothing to do with this other than Raul (owner) helped confirm it. Raul posts pictures occasionally on FB to his profile and I commented on one that was of our dive group. And then I noticed a few days later a lady named Emily has asked me to DM her as she had some questions regarding Bottomtime Divers. All of “Emily’s” questions seemed pertinent and on point, but then a few red flags started going off. And then she asked me to be her friend. Nope…Happily married here, and not interested in being a friend to a probable FB scammer.
And so I blocked “Emily” and reached out to Raul to tell him. And Raul agreed “Emily” is a scammer and had reached out to a couple of other people who had replied to his posts. I don’t know what the endgame is. But I sorta felt like if I had asked to meet, I would have woken up in a bath tub of ice somewhere with a six inch incision where my kidney used to be.
I hope this is an isolated case, but thought I would put out the word just in case.
I follow several Cozumel groups on Facebook and one of them is the dive operator I use. Bottomtime Divers is excellent, and has nothing to do with this other than Raul (owner) helped confirm it. Raul posts pictures occasionally on FB to his profile and I commented on one that was of our dive group. And then I noticed a few days later a lady named Emily has asked me to DM her as she had some questions regarding Bottomtime Divers. All of “Emily’s” questions seemed pertinent and on point, but then a few red flags started going off. And then she asked me to be her friend. Nope…Happily married here, and not interested in being a friend to a probable FB scammer.
And so I blocked “Emily” and reached out to Raul to tell him. And Raul agreed “Emily” is a scammer and had reached out to a couple of other people who had replied to his posts. I don’t know what the endgame is. But I sorta felt like if I had asked to meet, I would have woken up in a bath tub of ice somewhere with a six inch incision where my kidney used to be.
I hope this is an isolated case, but thought I would put out the word just in case.