Last night, I got a notification that a $1.42 charge had been made with my card, and asking if it had been made by me. It had not. Now, this is the same card that I had reported a fraudulent $200-something on a couple of months ago. The $1.42, though, crossed A Line. My card was frozen.
I was supposed to go see Hannah tomorrow. I've got gas to get there, but coming back was going to be tight.
I was going to take us for a fun lunch. Did I mention I the can't-buy-gas thing?
We've been planning on seeing each other for a few weeks, but things kept coming up to make us cancel.
Hey, Universe or Karma or Kismet or Luck of the Draw? Enough.
3 comments:
Yikes. That is a ridiculous amount.
That is crazy. I'm sorry to hear it spoiled your plans. When we first started to drive, my dad always insisted that my sisters and I would keep $100 that he gave us tucked away in our wallets in case of emergencies. I've still got mine and added another $50 for inflation. I take it out from time to time and just look at it. It gives me the warm fuzzies to know how much he loved us.
We've been the victim of card fraud so many times it's ridiculous! I'm sorry because it is definitely inconvenient to say the least!
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