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The warning signs were all there, but I blithely scanned the QR code without a second thought ‘Hey hey, Zomo!” read a text from my sister, and I should have immediately smelled a rat. We never spell it “hey” – always “hej”, after the Swedish friend who taught us how to say “hey” in Swedish, in 1984. And “Zomo”, obviously, is not my name, although it represents me in her contacts list – the “mo” indicates “mobile”, dating back to a time (let’s call it 1994) when we would mainly use a landline. Also, she only uses an exclamation mark where it’s absolutely necessary: for instance, “What a jerk!” That opener was so out of character I should have called her immediately to check she hadn’t been kidnapped. Instead, I read on: “Could you please vote for Mia? She is my friend’s daughter, and the grand prize is money for her education – every vote counts. Thank you!” Continue reading...

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