Once again, the evil internet pirates have absconded with my credit card numbers. Goddamit. I could ask in a piteous tone of voice, "How could this happen to ME?" but I happen to know full well how it happened. My ongoing fascination with AI generated smut has led me down a dark path to several dodgy websites, any one of which would have been all too glad to boost my credit card and then share it with its nasty little friends.
This happens every couple of years and I have become resigned to it. I know the drill all too well. I call my credit card company, admit my shameful indiscretions, and the lady on the other end then drills down through my charges to winnow out the bullshit ones (and of course they always have the most lurid names. ". . . And there's one for BootLickinBitches for $13.99. . . ." and then I have to acknowledge that that is in fact a genuine charge of mine.) She will then cancel my card and turn me loose onto the thrilling roller coaster of updating all the subscriptions and automatic charges that are the lifeblood of my economy.
I mentioned the last time this happened that it is a brutally effective way of dealing with all the ongoing charges that I have made and just never gotten around canceling. Well, they're canceled now. All the little piglets suckling at the Capital One trough are cut off. Unfortunately, so are all the ones that I depend on. My rent, my groceries, my Uber, even, dear god, my beloved Peet's cafe. This evening I will have to dive into the madness, trying to remember my usernames and passwords of dozens of stupid sites, many of whom I have not had to log on to since the last time I changed credit card numbers.
I tried to weasel out of this annoying little dance by begging the lady this time to just cancel those bullshit charges and not cancel my card. Her response was pretty much along the lines of "Oh you know what? No." She seemed sort of sympathetic, but this was a dance she was also very familiar with. At least I was prepared for it this time.
So anyway, here's some naked guys. I gotta go figure out my Verizon account while I still have one.
This time write down the new user name and passwords. Buy an address book if you don’t have one to write the info in. Try to remember you did this the next time it happens.
ReplyDeleteA brilliant suggestions like that are why I grind out this blog.
DeleteHave you thought about getting a second credit-card account? One account would be for all the necessities (such as rent, Peet's, and cat food) and one would be for the stuff that's indiscreet but fun (such as strippers, harnesses, and butt plugs). Just don't get them mixed up!
ReplyDeleteAnonymous, too
That is an excellent suggestion, thank you
DeleteLuv the eye candy of fine asses and hot cocks.
ReplyDeleteI don’t use apps for banking at all, it isn’t worth it with the scams and thievery that goes on. And good luck getting the bank to get your money back with the hoops they’ll put you through.
-CA jock
The hoops I've been through the last few days convinces me your right
DeleteOh sweetie . . .
ReplyDeleteYeah. Although I'm glad to see you can visit my blog again.
DeleteJust remember, whoever you're dealing with hopes you get so aggravated you just give up.
ReplyDeleteOh, no! That's awful! Hopefully you'll get it sorted soon.
ReplyDeleteBesides the above recommendations, you could try a password manager, they store and remember your passwords across devices, you only need to remember one.