Some despicable creature used my (just re-created!) debit card number to buy $700 of whatever at a goddamn Wal-Mart in Morgan Hill, CA, causing the number to go dead just before I go overseas for two weeks.
This has resulted in yakety-sax with harmonizing sad trombone for the last two hours, including a conversation with my bank about Japanese addresses, two disconnections at critical parts of a discussion with them, a number of deadlines and minimum service times just exactly out of reach, use of the entire week’s supply of foul language, and a thing where I bumped my elbow on the door.
Rays of sunshine: my bank caught it and I’m not paying for this troglodyte’s Wal-Martery; I actually have money, it’s just going to be a bit harder to get at; I’m going to Japan, dammit.
That war on bank fraud? We’re not winning!
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I am filled with a red rage of stabbitystabbitystabbity on your behalf.
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Dammit, dammit, son of a bidge.
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Gosh that blows sizable chunks!!! Sorry to hear about that. Hope you figure it out!
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Unfuckingbelievable!
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holy fuck… and walmart of all places 😦
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Man, worst bank luck evar!! =( Good for a medium-happy ending at least!!
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Credit/Debit card frauders: reason #892730493 to hate people. 😛
Bank headaches aside, safe travels and have a fantastic trip!
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Access to money.
Credit card. And then pay it all right on arrival.
Or you could kick it old school : travelers’ checkes.
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you’re going to Japan! it’s going to be awesome!
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BALLER YOU SHALL PREVAIL
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