Party Time

Some jerk stole my bank card number and bought stuff I would not buy with it. For example, they actually bought a membership to someone I know (who comps me)’s site. Argh. I’ve had to use the musty old physical night drop at my bank and so they lost my deposits. I went in today and, after a bit under two hours, they found my missing checks. I can’t believe the banking system would let someone shop with my card when they did not have my name or address or number or even I think expiration date or bank name right.

My bank eventually saw the error of their ways and gave me some of my dough and I should have a new card soon. So now I am going to get Forrest to come out and paint the town red with me.