scam baiting 2025-09-16T23:02:34Z

My thumb hovered over the buzzing phone like it was wired to explosives. That damn 213 area code flashed again - third time this hour. I could feel my shoulders creeping toward my ears, that familiar acid-burn creeping up my throat. Last week's fake IRS call still echoed, the robotic voice threatening arrest unless I wired $500 in Bitcoin. Now this persistent phantom vibrating through my kitchen counter while dinner burned. I nearly hurled the device against the tiles when my neighbor's text lit