So I have probably spent most of the week waiting for my new check / debit card to come in the mail. Bills to pay, gifts to buy, life, etc. These things have been on hold for the week. Why? Somehow, someone got my debit card info and charged it for a purchase on sleazy-date. Not sure what the heck that is or how this sextrovert (yeah, I just made that up. You're welcome, Daniel Webster.) got my info. But I had to declare fraud and get a new card sent to me. A little bit of a hassle. But the hassle isn't what upsets me.
The idea that folks feel they are entitled to take your stuff is what gets me. Or steal your identity. It really is like Bizarro going around posing as Superman. Wearing your financial identity and performing uncharacteristic deeds with your hard-earned money.
Here's a thought. If you need a sleazy date so terribly, get a job. And not the "blow" kind.
Be careful out there, folks. 'Tis the season...
The idea that folks feel they are entitled to take your stuff is what gets me. Or steal your identity. It really is like Bizarro going around posing as Superman. Wearing your financial identity and performing uncharacteristic deeds with your hard-earned money.
Here's a thought. If you need a sleazy date so terribly, get a job. And not the "blow" kind.
Be careful out there, folks. 'Tis the season...
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