Friday, 6 September 2013

Expletives not deleted

You're not easily offended, are you, right?  So you won't mind me posting this pic of a vinyl sticker that a kind friend gave to us a while back.  (I know, other people get flowers and chocolates...)

(Notice the 'not suitable for children under 3 years'...)

We laughed and said, "Thank you very much", then put it in the drawer, along with all the other random things that we 'might use one day'.  Although, this was one thing that I hoped we wouldn't need to.  I mean, where would you stick such a thing?

So... on Tuesday I was checking my bank statement and discovered that someone had stolen money from my account.  Five times - in one day.  I've no idea quite how - had they hacked into my card details online? - have I been caught out at a dodgy cashpoint? - it's still a mystery.  Not the end of the world but a pain in the arse having to make the necessary phone calls, fill out fraud/crime forms, cancel my card and wait for a new one.  I know it's not personal but it still feels like a form of violation.  I've been physically burgled before (like many people, I'm sure), which feels a lot more traumatic - but still there is something about the calculated sophistication of this type of theft which is troubling.  And who else are they doing it to?  Perhaps someone who is already vulnerable, stressed or struggling? Bastards!  

At least now I know exactly where I could stick that sticker.

(I'm still limping on with my old computer, squeezing every last drop from it while I wait to get a new one... creak, creak, whirr, whirr...)



13 comments:

  1. The gits who did this to you deserve the multiple expletives and so much more. Does it come in badge or t-shirt form?

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    1. It could certainly be arranged :-)

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  2. Ughhh. So sorry to hear this C.

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    1. Thanks - seems to be very commonplace though, sadly - aarghh!

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  3. Happened to me twice so I could surmise where the card was cloned a petrol station. They syn the card through something before the real payment anywhere you hand the card over is a possible place.

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    1. Good point - could well be. I've been thinking back to where I've used it and I haven't done much at all recently, but I guess they could store the details for months before doing anything with it.

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    2. PS Sorry too that it happened to you - twice!

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  4. That is a real downer, you have my sympathy, but (and I know how bad this is going to sound) I am glad it happened to someone alert and resilient like yourself, who just made the phone calls and got angry about it... the way banking has forced everyone (young & old alike) to become "tech Savvy" is kind of evil, and created this kind of crime in the first place. I feel so bad for vulnerable older people who no longer have a branch to go to, real people to talk to, or a cheque book to use in anything but the most unusual of places.

    When I was a teenager I was always teasing my Grand Parents and their friends about how nervous of Banks they were, I imagined them having to get stepladders to crawl into bed at night because of all the cash stuffed in the mattress... starting to realise they had the Banks weighed up all along! ;o)

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    1. Thanks, Yve. I agree completely...

      A friend of a friend once said (about all this stuff and the way it gets ever more complicated) something which really sticks in my mind: "This shit will kill us all..." !

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  5. You don't think the fuckers in Kansas do you...kissing the hand of a bank teller, as we type?

    We get these letters from our bank every year or so...card numbers ***** through ***** have been compromised. We get new cards and I have to remember a new pin number.

    The Banks pretty good about it and I can't complain about our credit card company either. They used to call me all the time to verify purchases...'cause I'm always on the road. I'd buy cigarettes in Jackson, Mississippi...gas in Biloxi then a hotel room in Slidell, Louisiana. I'd get a call from 'em to make sure I was me.

    There are people who do this stuff for a living...such as it is. Fuckers.

    Sorry C

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    1. Haha, you have a very good memory, e.f.! (Actually I looked him up - oh the wonders of the 'net - and found a pic of him as he is now. Still in Kansas.... but now he just looks so fat and wanky. That'll do - it's payback enough.)

      Sorry to hear too that you have the same problems. It's just part of life now I know... I wonder if it ever happens to them,, though?! Not that I'm a vengeful character normally, but we can but hope ;-)

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  6. Damn dirty thieving bastards.

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