When I woke up this morning, I wasn't rich. I didn't have a ton of savings, but at least I had enough to buy next week's groceries and pay the house payment. Had. I also had a somewhat cheerful post for you. HAD. I can't post it. Shortly before lunch, I was editing the final photo for the post. Then, I started getting a flood of emails to my inbox.
Debit card alerts. And I'm not the one shopping at QVC or target.com. There's only one place they could have gotten my number from: The computer. How? I have anti-everything software, great passwords, and I barely use my card! I already got off the phone with the bank and the card is cancelled, but the charges are still pending. They left me penniless. They even have an email address set up under my name.
So right now, all I have for you is a sadface. The rest of the day will be spent running antivirus/malware/spyware checks on my PC, changing passwords, and hopefully getting hold of target.com to cancel whatever cost . Wow, they have poor customer service. I'm glad I don't shop there.
And to the criminal at 224 Milton Road -even-though-you-probably-don't-live-there-and-you'll-sit-at-the-curb-waiting-for-the-package in Pensacola Florida, you won't be getting your $158.93 Garmin GPS. Sorry, I cancelled the order for you. That's over my budget for a device like that. Besides, you're smart enough to figure out my debit card number, but you can't figure out that you already have GPS on your smartphone? Could'a spent my money on something better than that. Oh, and you spelled my name wrong too, DUMMY.