Here’s what happened to me. I got a robocall yesterday claiming it was from Paypal. It was an alert warning me that someone was attempting to change my password. If it helps the number was (888)401-5203.
The automated voice said that someone was trying to change my password and IF IT WAS NOT ME, I should push #1 on my phone now. When I did I got another screen that had six empty boxes on it and was told I was being sent a 6 digit number through a text and that I should enter those numbers in the boxes to stop it.
New PayPal scam going around, from a group of scammers who trick people into entering 2FA codes into the PayPal portal, handing control of your account over to them.
It's easy to avoid this kind of scam: IGNORE THE CALL
Do not do what the automated voice says, no matter how scary the situation sounds. Instead, hang up. Block/report the call as spam.
If you're still worried, fire up your app or computer and visit PayPal yourself, using your own login. Check your account settings THAT way. And possibly, change your password.
Bottom line: banks & PayPal will never call you this way to conduct important business. They will always encourage you to login to their websites directly OR call the 1-800 number on the site or back of the card.
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